As the arrows finally stopped raining down, a thick silence fell over the gorge, broken only by the roar of approaching rapids. Silas looked down at his map, then up at the darkening sky. Night was falling, and the river's most dangerous inhabitants only hunted in the dark.
"Keep rowing!" Silas commanded, his voice cracking. "We cannot stop! If the Flame goes out, the whole kingdom dies with him!" Dreadful River Free Download
They had no gold left for upgrades, their hull was compromised, and morale was shattered. But ahead, through the fog, Silas saw the faint, glowing blue marker of a riverside merchant camp. They just had to survive the rapids to reach it. As the arrows finally stopped raining down, a
Behind him on the deck lay the King’s Eternal Flame, a glowing, pulsing artifact contained in a heavy iron cage. It was the only thing that could save the capital from the encroaching frozen blight, and Silas had sworn an oath to deliver it. The problem wasn't the artifact; it was the river itself. "Keep rowing
Dreadful River was a game of desperate choices, but Captain Silas Vance had run out of them. He stood at the stern of the rickety wooden barge, his knuckles white against the steering oar as the relentless current pulled them deeper into the mist.