Welcome to Gaia! ::

The bitter cold of the Northern lands was a brutal strike to everyone. The cold stripped of heat, making exposed skin seem ready to crackle if moved. Already, horns sounded from the North. Trolloc attacks were underway. From the distance, the small fort was hardly standing on its own. Dots of orange flowed through the sky, arching upward then down. The clash of steel on steel couldn't be heard from this distance, but it was there, waiting for the group to draw closer.

From the distance, the walls held the Trollocs at bay, if barely. Hundreds scoured the walls and tore at the wooden spikes that had been constructed. It was a beautiful defensive plan, if a short noticed construction all the same. The five Fades that controlled the Trollocs stayed back as if they were the commanding generals themselves, those in charge of this very war. They took no form of fighting as they stayed a safe distance from the city walls. If things continued, those Fades would never draw sword to see victory.

Shol Garela was in the process of being overwhelmed. It came time for a decision. The group had their duty placed before them. Could they be in time?

::Shruddering at the thought of the gateway, Kai held his breathe and stepped through. The sudden, bitter wind ripped at his hair and tabbard, but the Aiel blood was thick in his viens, he would easily endure such rigid conditions. The sounds of battle called to him and he looked over the beautifully rugged landscape in the direction of the danger. This was his kind of place. He lifted his hand up and placed the jewel on his forehead like a thirsty man taking water. And it was there, agian, suddenly, just like the refreshing icy blast of the borderland winds. It shone with its delicate light as he let himself adjust, waiting for the others to come across the gate. Slowly reaching back, he pulled the bokken from his sheath.::

Kurai wrapped her cloak tighter about her frame. It was cold here and she was thankfull she had stayed in her breaches and blouse. She look back at the gateway and walked up to Kai.

"So....what now?"

"Right." Kurai noddes and pulled her blades free of the confines of her sheaths. She was ready to run at the nearest Trolloc and cleave it in two. She tightened her grib on the hilts and looked to Kai.

Were some ways away..perhaps we should start walking, Aorn and the others can catch up...but...
::Kai stopped himself. He had been about to describe what only could be called bloodlust. He NEEDED to be in that combat...and after all, it had been why they came here.::
Lets go.
::With a swift walk he headed off for the mile or so that they had to cover before they got to the city. ::
When Aorn gets here, we go as fast as your horses can carry you. I'll keep up.

Silus was getting the crap beaten out of him. He had taken three hits with a club and a spear butt in the stomach. Why the people hadn't come to help was beyond him. He killed another Trolloc and staggered down an alleyway. Some Trollocs hurried past, not even noticing him.

*looking at the masses of trollocs and fades that surrounded the smoke filled town his mind went back to simular battles, he could remember the exceitment and anxiety in the air, and that of fear of not seeing another day. Again he lead his forces into the trolloc hordes as arrows,crossbow bolts and the lighting filled the sky. The many battle horns sounded in the air as they charged into the ranks while he and the other officers shouting the battle cries of Manetheren.
"Carai an caldazar, Los caba'drin,Los Valdar Cuebiyari"
* the memory started to pass and he looked at his companions he wondered what they the future held for them, he didnt think that the comming hours and days would be plesant but when fighting these battles they never were.
*Glancing down at his ring it glowed again the deep red that proclaimed someone was either holding or weaving Sadin, glancing back he was releived to see the look on Seluths face, the strain and inner conflict.
Greatfull that they at least had some channelers on his side he slowed a bit so that the they could all ride in together. Hopefully they would get to the fort soon enough to save some of its people being a trollocs meal.

Striding dutifully and finally through the gate last, Aorn grimaced as his body became accustomed to the cold. It was different, yet not too different. He instinctively tied his cloak tighter around him then looked around. The others had all instinctively ridden to the fray. Kurai and Kai had moved with winged steps and hooves, as they were already nearly to the front lines.

A man who appeared to be in a semblance of readiness was fighting outside a tavern which was on the road to the fort. Seeing Kurai and Kai reach the man, he drew in Saidin and gave a laugh.

The source, was as always, a torrent of flame and sorrow, ice and happiness, and he let it consume him. Weaving a quick thread together, Aorn gated to the man's side, next to Kurai and Kai.

"We don't have much time," he said, the joy of the power causing him to smile much more then the battle lust that inspired warriors. "We need to get inside. Warrior," Aorn turned to the man, unsure as if he would shy away from a Domani man with one eye and the black of an Asha'man wreathed about him. "We go to the walls. If you fight the Shadow, you are welcome." Without missing a beat, Aorn turned to Seluth and nodded.

"We go behind the lines, to see how much damage we can cause I presume?" Aorn smiled at his frend and drew out his walking staff. He nodded to the others. "Come."

The energies of the world crackled, fused and there was another gateway in front of the group. The scene was the same, yet different. If any took the time to realize, it was because what they saw was inverted, coming from the opposite side of the battlefield. Holding the source like a star, Aorn's eye shone teal like a beacon. "Do not worry about the arrows from the walls. I will keep you safe. No one falls! We are much too important to lose ourselves to stray arrows and blades. Myself, Seluth or Kurai Sedai can let us leave the battlefield if we are being overrun. We will be outnumbered, but this is an attempt to sow confusion in their ranks and hopefully cause a retreat so we may regroup. Let us go."