Gate Activity October 5 9pm

[Abatt'age Fleau]

*The gate flares to life allowing a heavily armoured High Elf in black plate from head to toe to step out of it.  Immediately the glow of each of his swords and of the earring up inside of his helmet on the left side dwindling to pretty much nothing.  He looks down at the swords in there frogs and shakes his head*

Damnable place.

*Checks his surroundings wandering a short distance from the gate into the open field nearby*