In the final days of the siege of Balla, Sir Eslo rode forth against the eastern host of Lord Nox. Though age and long hardship weighed upon him, he took the field at the head of many of his sons, refusing the safety of the walls while the enemy yet threatened the city.
What began as a seemingly reckless advance shattered the rigid formations of the Death Marshal’s vanguard. Witnessing the disorder, Donq Yotay joined the assault, and before long Orla Drakenfiend committed her cavalry in a brilliant strike that turned disruption into a breakthrough.
As the allied forces closed upon the walls, Lord Nox himself rose to answer the challenge. A blow of terrible power fell from his hand, consuming Sir Eslo where he rode and sundering the earth beyond the city. The wound left upon the land became the great chasm now known as Eslo Gorge.
Yet his sacrifice was not in vain. The enemy lines faltered, the siege was broken, and Balla endured. In the years since, chroniclers have written that Sir Eslo did not merely ride to battle that day: he rode to meet death unafraid, and by that courage helped secure the salvation of the city.