Wheel of Time MUD

Chapter Twenty-Nine: First Day Manetheren city disappeared in the veil of rain. The tall spires and victorious towers became faint shadows until they too fell away from vision. The night's bloody events too were washed away by the steady downpour. General Diest Arcanum looked forward and resumed hi...

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Most Trusted The blade glimmered dully in the candle light, its once virgin sheen now etched and covered with years of use and age. Stef slowly turned his wrist, keeping a stiff grip on the well-worn leather-wrapped hilt. He rotated the plane of the sword and nodded satisfacto...

The Old Knight marched down the austere Hall of the Fortress of Light, his heavy footsteps echoing through the corridor. But where they would have once mixed with serene peace, they now blended with the din of rushed activity in the Fortress. The heart of the Fortress pulsed with the blazing furnace...

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Wolfking of Manetheren The storm of ages raged against the Palace walls, lightning crackling in the high-set windows, painting stark shadows across the Hall. Thunder roared in the air, and the palace seemed to shudder as it felt the weight of great forces converging. The sound...

Chapter Twenty-Six: The Approaching Storm "Is this all we have?" Arcanum stared at the rows of glistening and polished catapults lined up in front of the Eastern Courtyard. "One-hundred and forty-four of our remaining stock." Engineering Corp Chief Asa Tirium pulled out a notebook and nudged his sp...

Chapter Twenty-Five: Homecoming To Stef Reimos, the journey from Shayol Ghul was a blur in his memory. Immersed in the fog of delusions and fever, it was like a dizzy dream where nothing was in focus. Like the rest of the invalids and those too weak to walk, he was at first carried in the wagons, u...

Chapter Twenty-Four: Eternal Sunshine They spent only one week in the Ways, a week that was the first respite that the Band of Red Hand had for a long time. With Airene guiding them, riding far in front to decipher the Ogier scripts on each guidestone, the journey was quick. Cathon often took to ri...

Chapter Twenty-Three: Walking Oblivion "Burn it down. All of it." Arcanum barked to the engineer, "I'd rather die before I let the Trollocs claim them as their own." "Aye sir." The engineer saluted and raised a hand up in signal. Arcanum gazed up at the Three Idylls, now stripped and barren but of ...

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Butcher's Bill Stef Reimos groaned, feeling a dull pain echo deep within his head. He blinked against the sharp lines stabbing into his eyes, but could not find a clear vision. He tried to sit up, but found that his left arm did not seem to want to respond. Nausea racked his...

Chapter Twenty-One: Judgment Siege "FORWARD!" Cathon called, his sword flashing red against the throat of a surprised Trolloc. The beast pitched backward, trampled under Cathon's black steed. The soldiers had hit a line of solid resistance, but with enough hammering the Band would soon smash throug...