Crowe's Hill Windmill knoll Every city is blackened by

Every city is blackened by the fires of war

competing with each other to slay the most foes

veteran commanders quickly realized they needed a link

and The Forge Anathema ziggurats

cutting the competition out of your territory and watching your Scavvers

Crowe's Hill Windmill knoll Every city is blackened byFor generations, the wind has turned the great vanes of Crowes Hill Windmill, grinding grain, feeding the town, and standing as a symbol of quiet industry on the edge of the settlement. From distant roads its stark silhouette marks the boundary between the safety of Tollingchester and the dangers that lurk beyond. In times of war, however, the mill becomes something else entirely. Its height makes it a natural watchtower. Its heavy base, a defensible