This short story was brought to life by our Kickstarter backers as a stretch goal for our Adventure Kit: Oath of the Frozen King. Get your copy here. The Fall Blood soaked the snow the day the man-king died. From its tunnels, the troll watched, as it had for centuries. It had seen the first snowfall, the coming of the ebon-haired men, the battle with the fair-skins, the raising of the stone keep amidst the craggy ranges of Winter’s Tongue. It had seen the birth of the man-king, and the width and breadth of his reign. The troll watched now as...