Neversfall — Ed Gentry

Crouched in the shade of an ancient Neversfall sees everything.

They built it to be a stronghold in the monster-ridden wilds. Lone unassailable, the shield of the Southern Lands.

Until the men and women who held the fort vanished. The replacement regiment finds no trace of their comrades -- only lonely, silent Neversfall, left behind to watch the plains of Veldorn.

Only the citadel knows the dangerous games being played in its shadow.