Dreadwar

There’s nothing like the smell of Fire 5 and dead orcs in the morning. Crucible’s spell tree is nearing Ultima status, but he’s still far from ready. The Invader’s portal to Earth is almost complete, and hidden strongholds lay in wait between Crucible and protecting his home from the orc-apocalypse at its doorstep. Building his nation is more than brick and mortar and new spells. It’s about keeping his friends safe, and his enemies on their heels. With his aura infused skates and soul ripping warlock claws, Crucible is ready to prove all his haters wrong. When this war is all said and done, his hope will be the opposite of infamy. His victory will be that Earth never knows the terror he’s seen. The horde that knocked on their door and wound up on the wrong end of his volcano cannon. Pow! Right in the kisser! Welcome to the Dreadwar, where only the wise and fearless stand a chance.