5 on horses ride east. Winter has just arrived. Pine trees all around, blocking them from the cold winds. They ride for the balance. A war has been rising between 2 sides. While both sides gain distance the return pull gets harder to resist. The world would spin to chaos. So there are the few who sacrifice all to regain balance.
The shift in the earth is causing an uprise. Too many are wanting to fight. Just as many are hiding in fear. The heavy toll will be paid by those who serve the greater cause. Civil wars battle on, but these warriors are off to do what everyone else fails to recognize. There is always a duality. The problem is without a fulcrum, you have nothing to balance the sides with. They are the fulcrum.