The Hollow March
In a land of dying kings and broken oaths, only the sword remembers a man’s name.
The kingdom of Calbray bleeds from a thousand wounds: old blood feuds, outlaw marches, and sellsword betrayals. The high lords squabble over plague-rotted cities while the borderlands burn. In this shattered world rides Garran of Holtmark, a bastard-born captain with nothing but an old sword, a dead father’s debts, and a war contract in a cursed marsh.
Given command of Dreg’s Hollow, a decaying border fort no lord dares claim, Garran finds himself beset by famine, mutiny, mercenary war bands, and the debts of dead kings. One siege at a time, through murder-feasts, outlaw pacts, and blood-price duels. Garran will rise, not by right of birth, but by coin, blade, and broken oaths.
But no land is claimed without old graves stirring.
In a world of cursed ruins, outlaw cults, famine roads, and relic-bearers, every king was once a killer, every knight a betrayer. And in the hollow marches, the dead remember.
