The Northern Hell

The howling winds of the north are merciless, both to the faithful soldiers of Christ, and to the wretches hides of the Heretic Legions. In a land so harsh that the men and women in the trenches attribute human-like malice to it, sickness, cold, and hunger claim tenfold more than the roaring guns of war. Food and medicine are scarce, leading those of even greatest faith to seek respite anywhere possible, no matter the cost. And so, cold, hungry, sick, and wretched alike fought tooth and nail to take this land for God Almighty, eventually suceeding in taking most of it from enemy hands, but as winter comes and supplies are cut by the Heretic Fleet, the forces of Christ and their muslim allies see their dwindling supplies as a point of conflict. In the meantime, the remnants of forces sworn to Baal are seeking to retake their lost fiefdom, especially now that the fleet's arrival also marks a certain Mammonite band's incursion into the region, all the while the dead rise in an unending crusade against the living. The war horns are blown and the war rages on. May God help us all.