Rand recognized the harsh, angular script that covered the face of the monument, and he recognized some of the symbols chiseled on the breadth, chiseled as tall as a man. The horned skull of the Da'vol Trollocs. The iron fist of the Dhai'mon. The trident of the Ka'bol, and the whirlwind of the Ahf'frait. There was a hawk too carved near the bottom.
"It is a raven, not a hawk." "But how, Artur Hawkwing won a victory over the Trollocs here."
"Not here, obviously not here..."



Mirrors of the Wheel. This place is such a mirror. A possibility where the Goaban folk still wander the hills and fight their battles. A meeting place for Heros and Villains of this region.