Valengetrix

The empire of Aratania continues its shadow of tyranny across the western realm of Auropia.

Following an attack on the peaceful city of Caelshara, warrior exile and former commander to the kingdom of Leongard, Valengetrix becomes embroiled once more in the conflict raging like wildfire over the world. Charged with the retrieval of a timeless artifact that could turn the tide of war in their favor, Val sets out from the southern lands of Atlameria with his sentient blade, and an expedition force to tread the uncharted wilds of that ancient and mysterious realm.

Joined by familiar and unexpected allies, their quest will pit them against the dark heart of an unspeakable forest, and the haunted expanse of a battlefield lost in the throes of perpetual war. There, the object of their quest lies behind a tower of eldritch stone, shrouded in secrecy for ten thousand years.

Against the terrors of the night and the all-consuming darkness that looms over Atlameria, a slayer of shadow emerges.

Merging Sword & Sorcery adventure with Lovecraftian horror, Valengetrix: Slayer of Nameless Shadow is part four in the continued saga of Valengetrix, exiled warrior of Aratania.

Excerpt from "A Feast of Red Steel"

Outside, they could see the effects of the recent attack. A number of innocent Sotharian civilians lay dead upon the torchlit street, and accompanying them were several Aratanian refugees who had sought escape from a war that raged across the whole of Auropia. At the repulsive sight, it dawned upon Val that not even the sequestered forests of Sotharia were safe from the emperor's vengeance, nor his desire to dominate the western world from the throne of Aratania.
Inside, a fire of molten flame burned within him, fostering a hate that, left unchecked, would evolve into full-blown madness. He understood what had to be done to put an end to the needless bloodshed that spread like a plague across the known world.

How was the only question that remained.

Val closed his fist tightly about the hilt of his sword, and the black gemstone encrusted within the pommel began to shimmer as though it were a living entity.

"All in due course." Ashren's voice appeared in Valengetrix's mind as the spirit locked away within Starshatter's hilt could sense the conflict brewing within him. "Focus on the present. Whatever artifact the emperor seeks, we must first determine its implications. Only then can we forge a plan to deal with the rot behind the throne of Aratania once and for all. For now, prepare yourself. I can taste the blood of our enemies on the night air, and their accursed souls are like wine to my palate."