[i]Alric would succeed, for a time at least. The gateway would serve as his entrance within, as Alric would enter the courtyard beyond the gates, the Trayvens pushing forward-[/i] [spoiler][url=https://youtu.be/-rpZCe52jXc]Trevor Morris - Saarath[/url] here we go, lololol.[/spoiler] [i]A steely grip suddenly wrapped around his shoulder, as Alric's body was suddenly thrown to the side, away from the clashing forces of Trayven and Tribune alike. As Alric would look up, a six foot tall, armored knight would stand before him, his armor adorned with silver and decals, engraved with emblems of old. The armor shined with a near holy look, yet he was not pure, blood dripping off of his previously white shawl and the longsword within his hand hand. The knight had purposefully positioned himself behind the wall so that he would not be facing attackers, pressing his fist against his chest before gripping his longsword.[/i] "Justice will be served: to you, to Lady Freya, and to Trayve and it's collaborators."