Crow Mountain

Job Wilms, outlaw king, means to hold onto Crow Mountain and its mines at any cost. Problem is, papers and deeds don’t mean anything to the ancient race that dwells in the depths of the mountain. Might means right, so Job reaches out into the blackest shadows for reinforcements. And the red right hand of the Deadmen reaches back.

And so hands are shaken. A deal is made. 

Is the deal of the goodly kind, or will it go so far south it rides into hell?

Only one thing is certain… beneath the shadow of Crow Mountain, there's gonna be a Red Harvest.