Kye looked was lying on the lush green lawn in front of his house looking up at the clouds on a warm sunny day. The clouds were like clouds seen on any day, fluffy and white. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a pile of dirt fly at him. He tried to role out of the way but it hit him square in the face. He stood up and brushed it off of himself and looked to see who threw it. He finally saw his older brother Dar trying to be silent but was giving himself away from his laughter. He strode over and was about to tackle his brother when his father, Greydon called the brothers in for dinner. He strode into the kitchen and saw that his mother, Metta had set out a feast. He was just about to set out a dinner when the bells from the village a ways away began to ring.

His father heard the bells and immediately ran to the attic and came back armed with a pair of rapiers and three sets of bows and quivers. He handed two of the bows and quivers to his sons and told his wife to take a horse and flee to Fal Dara with word of the attack.

The boys knew what this was about. This wasn't the first time that they had heard the warning of a Trolloc attack in their nation, Sheinar. It wasn't that often but it was expected, being the Borderlands. Their father pulled them aside and asked them if they knew what they should do.

Trolloc: Creatures of the Dark One, created during the War of Shadow. Huge in stature, vicious in the extreme, they are a twisted blend of animal and human stock, and kill for the pure pleasure of killing. Sly, deceitful and treacherous, they can only be trusted by those they fear. They are omnivorous and will any kind of meat, including human flesh and the flesh of other trollocs.

"Remember sons you must be aware of your surroundings at all times, Trollocs could pop up at any time," their father reminded them.

"Yeah… and we also know that we stay up on the roof until you come down for us." Dar repeated from heart.

"And that if they manage to get into the house we go into the house through the trap door in the roof and drive them from the house with our dirks (long knife)." Kye added in.

"Good, now go up to the roof and watch from there." Their father instructed them and then bounded off from the house to patrol the house.

The boys climbed up to the roof and strung their bows leaned back to back with each other and then sat down, watched and waited.

They waited for over an hour before they began to hear the roar of a large amount of bodies. "ISAM" they roared and the boys jerked upright and watched as they saw a dark mass of bodies march right up to the village.

The boys were about to hop down from the roof and run to the village, when their father yelled "No! Don't the trollocs are already wandering from the village and a score are on their way here."

The score of trollocs noticed the boys on top of the house and ran towards them waving their weapons, grunting and bellowing.

All of a sudden out of nowhere Greydon came charging into their flanks on an old workhorse yelling "FOR THE GOLDEN CRANE AND THE UNCROWNED KING." He swept back and forth through their ranks while Kye and Dar rained death upon the Trolloc ranks from above. A trolloc moved in their vision and when it moved they saw their father fighting on foot and the horse nowhere to be seen.

"NO," Yelled both Dar and Kye at the same time, and they both sprinted down the stairs on the way the way down they paused and grabbed two swords. Neither of them were blademasters but the knew that they had to do something to help their father.

As they slipped out of the door, Dar pulled out a dirk and leap at the back of the Trolloc flanks and attacked relentlessly. Kye stood for a second surveying the field and saw that there were about twenty trollocs left alive. Then Kye pulled out his bow stood and fired into the Trolloc ranks.

Out of nowhere a trolloc charged at Kye, forcing Kye to pull out his sword. It took all of Kye's skill and speed to stay out of it's way until he saw a gap where he threw the dirk into the trolloc's throat. He ran yanked it out and saw that his father and brother were fighting back to back. Kye ran at the backs of the unsuspecting trollocs and before he reached his father and brothers aid a trio of trollocs stood in the way blocking him from his family. He pulled out his sword and watched as they started to circle him. I can't let them circle me or I will be finished. He thought and then hurled himself at the trolloc at his left. The trolloc swung his sword at Kye and he rolled under it and came up behind the trolloc but was forced to jump back as he was attacked by another trolloc.

Kye started to feel exhausted, he had been doing nothing but dodging the trolloc's attacks for minutes. He acted all of a sudden without thinking as a trolloc turned to stab him he sidestepped it swung down onto the trollocs wrist and then in a blur he had his sword in it's chest. He twisted his sword a final time and felt the trolloc go limp. As he drew it from the trolloc he let his momentum spin him around and he cut deep gouge in the trollocs shoulder severing tendons, causing it to go limp. Instantly the trolloc lifted his arm clutching his sword and raised it to it's should and Kye threw his sword at its stomach. It went down instantly.

As it went down Kye felt a flash of pain as his side was gashed by the remaining trolloc he had forgotten about. This trolloc circled him and leered its tusks heaving to and fro. It yelled something in a harsh tongue and charged him. He barely managed to dive out of the way. Kye looked around and saw that all he had left with him were the dirk that his father had given him. He scanned the field hurriedly looking for his sword and saw that it was right behind his attacker. He ran towards and was struck by the flat edge of the bade.

He rolled quickly and was upon his feet he looked over and saw that the trolloc had just finished having spasms. He looked over and saw that a Myrddraal lying on the ground without a head. All of a sudden a horn sounded out amid the battle as ranks of soldiers came hurtling into the backs of the trollocs. As they attacked Kye and Dar cheered. It took little time before the trollocs were all slain.

Myrddraal: Creatures of the Dark One, commanders of the trollocs. Twisted offspring of Trolloc in which the human stock used to create the trollocs has resurfaced, but tainted by the evil that made the trollocs. Physically they are like men except they have no eyes, but can see like eagles in light or dark. They have certain powers stemming from the Dark One, including the ability to cause paralysing fear with a look and the ability to vanish whenever there are shadows. They are also known as Halfmen, Eyeless, Shadowmen, Neverborn, Lurk and Fade.

The commander reined his warhorse in before the boys and their father. "I must salute you, not many boys your age would stay and fight before trollocs and manage to survive for the time you did. I must apologise we were many miles west of you and only managed to hear of trollocs in the area a short time ago."

"Umm… excuse me my Lord," Dar stammered. "But we were wondering if you could get someone to help our father?" Dar asked

"Of course, but we will have to travel to Fal Dara and you must tell me and Lord Agelmar, of all that has happened." The commander demanded, "And please call me Lord Ingtar."

The boys then climbed on an extra horse the soldiers had with them and they and followed the soldiers on the long road to Fal Dara.