Wheel of Time MUD

Chapter Twenty: Honor, Valor, and Liberty Diest Arcanum shielded his eyes with a hand, and called up towards the top of the siege trebuchet, "How's she holding up?" "The hoists had been reinforced, General," Captain Nosi replied as he eased off the ladder that crept up the tall side of Honor , "I t...

Chapter Nineteen: The Fog of Dreams The shadows stalked Stef Reimos. Wherever he turned, he could see a blur of motion at the edge of his eyes. But, when he turned to look, he only saw murky mist. The shadows taunted him with shrieking voices with words almost recognizable but alien in meanings. Fi...

Chapter Eighteen: Caldazar's Gifts Lawe Cathon breathed in and felt the old chest wound throb with a dull pain, the result of the recent activity. He was not a young man anymore, and close-quarter battle was a laborious exercise. He was too proud of a man to acknowledge this fact though, and instea...

Chapter Seventeen: Wings of the Night "The Marshall-General has called a staff meeting." The messenger called to Arcanum, who waved him off with a dismissive hand. The general returned to his study of the beautiful item resting on the makeshift table inside the E-Corps' scavenged tent. "The woodwor...

Chapter Sixteen: In The Shadow of Shayol Ghul Every red-cloaked soldier knew they were at the final league; their destination loomed ever higher. But they were driven, the victory the day before easing their weight, and the wings of Caldazar drove them forth. As the sun began to dip in the sky, the...

Chapter Fifteen: Red Flood The Band of Red Hand stood united before the river of smoldering smoke, the fire's thirst quenched. A spirit of joy and victory suffused the red-cloaked soldiers who had seized victory from the teeth of the Horde. The loss at Getty's Canyon was only a faint memory to the ...

Chapter 14: The Burning Rivers Diest Arcanum shouted above the din of battle, "THEY'RE BREAKING. TARGET THE FADES!" Missiles arched through the air, slamming down among the Trolloc ranks. The leading Fades' luck could not overcome the sheer number of boulders slamming down from above. The rapid dea...

Chapter Thirteen: Primal Fight As the hours drew on, Stef Reimos strained to control his impatience. The Horde had arrived with the dawn, dark bodies covering the far shore, until nothing could be seen in the distance but the blackness of the gathering shadowspawn. But they had not attacked yet, se...

Chapter Twelve: Flight of the Red Eagle Marshall-General Lawe Cathon rode quietly at the head of the other half of the Band, which mimicked their leader's hushed conduct. For all eyes drew up northwards towards the spire of Shayol Ghul, a destination many believed to be final and fatal. The Band of...

Chapter Eleven: Final Measures Diest Arcanum met eyes with the remainder of the Legion and Banner generals gathered around: Trystan, Warsal, Blane Cathon, and Courwin. Less than half of the officers that the Band had begun with. A single torch stabbed into the earth within the circle of men, castin...