Night swallows Ravenloft whole. Fog coils like living smoke around black iron gates, and every torch sputters as if afraid to burn. The party stands at the edge of legend, blades freshly attuned, hearts hammering. One question splits them: storm the castle in glorious war, or ghost through its veins like poison? They answer with both.

A lone dragonborn strides to the front gate, wings half-spread, roaring a challenge that rattles stained-glass windows a mile away. “Strahd! Where are you, you nerd?” His voice is thunder; his fists are battering rams. Floors splinter beneath him. Chandeliers crash like crystal rain. He devours banquet tables mid-stride, carving a path straight to the heart of the fortress, every crash a drumbeat of war. Overhead, a crimson sovereign wheels, eyes molten, necrotic fire licking the sky.

Meanwhile, two shadows peel away from the treeline. Chainmail whispers against stone as they slip through a crack no map ever marked. A hidden throat in the castle’s belly. The air down here is colder, older - thick with the scent of grave-dirt and forgotten oaths. One careless clink of armor ricochets like a gunshot. Goblins spin, eyes wide. A single vampiric glare freezes them mid-snarl. They scatter like roaches - one cracking skull-first into a wall. A single gold coin spins across the floor, glinting. Payment. Distraction. Mercy.

At the tunnel’s end, a rusted ladder climbs into darkness. Somewhere above, ceilings explode in dragonborn fury. Somewhere below, the crypts breathe. Cold seeps through leather, through bone, through soul. A hallway stretches ahead, weighted with silence so complete it has mass. Every footstep lands like a confession.

Steel & Sorcery storms the ultimate stronghold. One path is fire and ruin. One path is shadow and secrets. Both converge on a prize that could shatter centuries of night. Will the rampage draw the Dark Lord out, or bury the rampager? Can the infiltrators thread the castle’s veins before the walls close like a tomb? And when the final door opens, who - or what - will be waiting on the other side?

The castle is awake. The hunt is on. Grab your earbuds, steel your nerve, and choose your gate. The siege has begun.

Recorded: November 10, 2025

Released: November 21, 2025

Intro Music: "Battle of the Beast" by The Soundings

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