"Where was I? Oh, right. "Twas so cold that the Bay froze. The cold winds of winter cut through the thickest of furs, and many a man died in their sleep. Ten thousand brave swords had gathered below Westwatch, but we had no chance without the walls. They call it "The battle of the Dawn" now," he snorted and spat on the stony ground below. "There was no battle that day, my son, only slaughter. The walls facing the Gorge helped us hold them back, but we stood no chance once they could cross the Bay and hit us in the back."