Do not turn around, she told herself. Do not look back. But of course, she did. Through the thick haze of falling snow she could make out the battle raging behind them. She saw Halas ablaze, her people bravely defending their city against the onslaught of the snow orcs. Every instinct demanded that she turn back and aid her kinsmen, but she knew this was important. This is where her duty lay, not dying on the field of battle. So she kept walking. "Aimara, we must return and fight for the city," the husky barbarian said to her. "It isn't right to abandon our home to those monsters." ---