The Trollocs attack
by sidious
100,000 Trollocs and about 100 Myrddraal attack Salidar. The Salidar Sisters see them coming…
Egwene : I assume the mantle of my destiny. Sisters, let us rise to meet these foes!
Tiana : Yes, now everyone form a line. From tallest to shortest, mind you.
Sheriam : They are approaching! (cries)
Egwene : Pull yourself together, woman! Everyone attack!
Lelaine : We can’t. We aren’t in danger yet.
Egwene : Are you kidding me? Those are Trollocs! You can destroy Shadowspawn.
Lelaine : But they are so far away. They might be really tall men, or Aiel. If they approach and turn out not to be Shadowspawn and we’ve killed them, something terrible might happen.
Egwene : They are running towards us at high speed, and on foot! Men with black cloaks which aren’t moving are running alongside them. They are roaring like animals! Damn! What more do you want? A fur sample!
Romanda : This is hardly the time for jokes, Mother. We will deliberate it among ourselves quickly.
Egwene : They are a few hundred paces away! Hurry up! Sharina, put the novices and Accepted in a row. We can make them attack – they aren’t bound by the Oaths.
All : gasp!
Romanda : Mother, need I remind you that all Tower trained girls need to act as if they wore the Oaths at all times! Next you will suggest sending some of the weaker girls in as sacrifices to slow down the invasion.
Egwene : Hey, now that you mention it…
All : gasp!
Egwene : Fine then. What is your decision?
Romanda : We have charged Faiselle with an errand which is sealed to the Hall. She must embrace saidar and her enhanced vision will allow her to see if they are Trollocs or tall men. Faiselle, go with the Light.
Egwene : *mumbles*
Faiselle : I am opening myself up like a flower. The Power is in me now. I can see a little further. Yes they are Trollocs.
Egwene : You mean none of you have held the Power yet! I’ve been holding my maximum since I first saw them.
Lelaine : We didn’t want to cause hysteria.
Romanda : We want cool serenity prevail.
Egwene : Cool serenity! Half the Blight is descending on us!
Romanda : Really mother, just because half the world burns to the ground, doesn’t mean we should allow custom to burn with it!
Lelaine : I agree… this really is disgraceful behaviour, Mother.
Egwene : Who cares! Everyone kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
Tiana : Everyone stand in line. You are the flower, you are the bud. Open to saidar. Now… weave a small Fire weave. Don’t exert yourself. Be calm. That’s it Jeana. Now throw the fireball as far as you can.
Egwene : Light help us. That spark fell on her shoe. Sharina, ruin the land as far as you can see! I can’t weave faster than I am now.
Sharina : As you say, Mother.
Tiana : Sharina, that will make the other girls feel inadequate. Do you really want to do that? Do you?
Sharina : No, Aes Sedai. Mother, can’t I just be normal and try to make small fireballs.
Egwene : Oh, Light! Do your worst and I’ll make you a full Aes Sedai!
Lelaine : gasp!
Romanda : disgraceful.
Egwene : We aren’t killing them fast enough with lightning and pillars of Earth. Everyone… blossoms of Fire. I taught you that last week. And deathgates.
Faiselle : I am not strong enough in Fire, and I can’t Travel.
Romanda : In fact, only 2% of us are strong enough in Fire and Earth for that.
Lelaine : and only half of that 2% can Travel.
Egwene : Mother’s milk in a cup! Well then… you 1% out there! Start! You two… Reana and Keara.. I know you’re strong enough for both. Now embrace the True Source and weave Fire and Earth like I am weaving.
Reana : Is Fire the red or green flow, Mother?
Keara : What’s the True Source?
Egwene : *groans* Wait… hmm… Romanda. Lelaine. These Trollocs are all men. And they work for the Dragon Reborn. They are Dragonsworn. Rand told me so.
Romanda : Oh my god.
Lelaine : Damn it woman, why didn’t you say so?! You there form 3-3-1 formations. Link. Attack! For the Tower! For glory!
Faiselle : Custom…
Lelaine : Custom be damned to hell. Go woman of the Tower! Go!
Romanda : Yaaaa!
All : The Tower! Yaaaa!
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The Black Tower is experiencing the same problem with Trollocs…
Taim : We’re under attack! Kill!
All : Yaaaa!
*dust settles*
Mishraille : Were those Trollocs?
Flinn : Yes. Thousands of them. Disguised.
Mishraille : Wearing plate male. The Forsaken must have made them shorter using the Power. Some were even disguised as ladies in white silk dresses.
Taim : That’ll teach them.
Narishma : My lord M’Hael, the Tairen army is missing.
Taim : a strange coincidence.
Narishma : Some of the fallen look deceptively human.
Taim : Indeed. The plot thickens.
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