Ar roil


By Trent Jamieson

Shale is dying. A vast, chaotic, monster-bearing storm known only as the Roil is expanding, consuming the land. Where once there were twelve great cities, now only four remain, and their borders are being threatened by the growing cloud of darkness. The last humans are fighting back with ever more bizarre new machines. But one by one the defences are failing. And the Roil continues to grow.

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