A While Ago (Nevelo) :: The Seanchan Routed It was a great day, I was exploring the area's south west of Yander, destroying the scum of the earth, the Seanchan, and their filthy animals, when I hear of an attack. A huge party of Seanchan are near tear, heading north. Moraen, who was with me, and myself where alarmed at the news, after slaying another Seanchan, we rushed from the plains. Galloping as fast as our horses could handle we past through Yander in a flash. Hurrying through the tunnels, pasting the hard working miners we made it to Emonds Field within hours of our first message. Hoping not to lose time we sped through the plains to Lugard. We had by then heard from the people in the area, that the Seanchan had moved north. Afraid that Caemlyn might fall to the hordes of Seanchan we did not waste our time asking for more information. Only a half a day through our trip we had finally made it to Caemlyn, our horses haggard, almost dead. We took them only as far as the stables to get fresh ones for the fight. Caemlyn at that time was a mass of confusion, massive amounts of people gathering at the South Gate. Some wondering what was happening, others irritated and wanted to attack. I decided to pass through the gates, ignoring the peoples bellows. I split up with Moraen, I had to find the Seanchan. I spent little time idle, and began to track the massive army to the caves in Kintara. Bravely - almost stupidly - I dismounted and took my search to the cave. I walked into its depths, dark and wet. I lit a lantern to see better, and before me stood a squadron of Seanchan. I looked franticly for my exit, but behind me, the soldiers had blocked off the exit. My thoughts raced, and I searched for escape. I saw and fled to my only option, deeper into the cave. My efforts seemed futile, even more Seanchan stood waiting for me, I darted past them, even deeper, but even more Seanchan. I could not imagine that they had so many here. Beaten and battered from attacks from all sides, I tried to collect my thoughts. Like a rabbit I turned, and sprung back into the fray, I had to get out and warn people. My efforts almost cost me my life, I dodged and ran for the exit. My running must have thrown them into chaos trying to track me down and I, with a stroke of the creator's luck, slipped out of the cave, although in a critical condition. I finally felt the pain of all the wounds I suffered, I almost could not make it to the South Gate. Almost mortally wounded, I laid at South Gate. My only hope came in the form of Calaway. She found me, and healed me back to life. After thanking her many times, I clamored up, hefted my axe from its harness, and rallied all the help I could get. With a powerful force at my lead, I took them to the Cave's entrance. We took them by surprise, and killed at least 3 squadrons in our assault. We had to fall back, they where simply just too many. When we retreated out of the Cave, however, it seemed, under Tarn's lead, many other weapon able people had organized to help with the fight. We soon struck again, and with a blow rarely seen, we slaughtered the remaining Seanchan and their commander. Caemlyn had been saved, saved by the work of many good people. Tarn, Gilgan, Moraen, so many I could not remember. The Seanchan where defeated horribly. Let it be a lesson.