Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20140912075843/@comment-5142578-20150303013844

"... to change the outcome of the War of Burning Ice." Crystaline finished. "But, how did they even find out about the portal, let alone figure out where it would appear?"

Frost didn't say anything. Without exposing himself to the enemy's line of sight, he took in his surroundings to see what could be taken advantage of. There wasn't really any cover between where they currently were and where the portal should appear.

"So, these strangers who are helping us." the badger begins. "What tribe are they from? I've never seen anyone like them before. Maybe they're Vatten-Tribu, since they use such strange technology."

"They're not from this island, supposedly." the elder soldier said. "They're from some faraway land that I've never even heard of."

"Not from the island??" the fox asked, surprised. "Is that even possible?"

"What? You thought this island was the only place on this planet that had people on it, or something?" the elder soldier asked?

"Erm....w-well..." the fox stuttered, looking down in embarassment.

"I'll take that as a 'yes'." the elder soldier commented. Right after he finished saying that, a orangish pheasant weilding a katana approached the three soliders. He was oddly dressed, considering the cold climate. He wore a pair of black boots, dark gray pants, a sleeveless shirt, and banadges covering his arms up to the wrists. He also had a pair of goggles hanging from his neck. He also had a hood pulled up over his head.

"The time is near." the pheasant said. "Rivak will bring your people back to their position of honor and glory."

Frost's eyes widened with disbelief when he saw the pheasant. "It can't be!" he said, keeping his voice low. The look on his face was a cross between anger and shock. "He should be dead!"