We Burn Our Dead

On a rain-lashed cliff above a black and restless sea, a band of killers pauses between battles.
By morning, one of them is dead.

They are a mercenary brotherhood bound by bloodshed and the iron will of their leader, Sturmund. Among them stands a woman hardened by the same bitter wars. They have all walked the warrior’s path too long to abandon it.

Until the forest.
Until the Beast.

In the deep woods beyond their camp moves something vast and patient—an ancient horror bound to its killing ground and driven mad by the passing years. It does not forgive trespass.

What begins as pursuit becomes reckoning. With each clash, more than flesh is torn away—conviction frays, pride splinters, and the discipline holding the company together begins to rot.

As grief twists into obsession, the line between warrior and monster blurs.
The forest will test what their violence is worth.

We Burn Our Dead is an unflinching, mythic dark fantasy about violent legacy, fading legend, and the terrible beauty of standing your ground in a merciless world.