Winter aids us as we fight the King og The North.
The wind blows hard all around us. Snow and sleet blind our foes and the blasting wind takes the from their feet. The magic of the Winter Hag lets us see.
The undead Romans are ripped to pieces by the others, and then they crunch into the Pict shield wall.
The Dark Lady runs for the ships.
Elias cuts a Pict in two with his spear.
The flames on me go out and I leap to my feet and strike the wizards hand from his body. He ignores me – chanting some foul spell.
The King takes down one of our banner men and leaps upon his horse. Gwalchmai draws blood from him and their fight moves away from the line.
The Dark Lady returns from the ships with chariots. Driving fast towards Gwalchmai. Grainne, Cadwaladr and Elias finish off the warriors near us, and in the distance Gwalchmai stabs his spear right through the laughing King. The Lady screams and the chariots speed up, the Ladies chariot has a Golden Eagle standard.
Cadwaladr gets us into a line to meet the chariots, and javelins are thrown. I try to protect [[:cadwaladr | Cadwaladr]. Unfortunately, I do not see the pit that the Picts have dug, and as my companions swerve, I rid in, only just avoiding being crushed by my horse.
I scramble from the pit to see my companions and the chariots meet. Two of the chariots are emptied of warriors, but the Dark Lady takes a massive blow, but it does nothing to her.
I try to call a horse to me, but only cause it to run away.