Spring 1095 SR
Dawn. The sun stretched out its rays, bathing the land in a golden hue. Ludwig, up to his waist in water, and in the shadows, shivered. They had advanced under cover of night and now stood beneath the raised drawbridge, huddling in water that sapped their strength. He looked at the others: twelve hand-picked men, all of them shivering like him, waiting on the order to begin.
“Soon,” he whispered. This was the most difficult part, the waiting. In order to get close to the wall, they must stay put until the diversionary attack began. Only once that commenced could they risk the rush of the last few yards to get the Earth Mage into position.
The gatehouse projected out from the curtain wall, forming a corner of sorts, and it was where these two structures met that was the in
