It happened on a crisp autumn morning. The horn blasted from the lookout tower. Raiders. Hundreds of them, smelling of grease and iron, emerged from the treeline. They didn't want land; they wanted the gold stored in Aldus's vaults. Farthest.Frontier.v0.8.2p4.rar
Standing on the wall, looking out at the scarred landscape, Aldus realized the truth of the frontier. Peace was just the brief, quiet moment between the struggle to survive nature and the struggle to survive mankind. It happened on a crisp autumn morning
The file typically represents a compressed, pirated download of the medieval city-builder game Farthest Frontier . smelling of grease and iron