Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20141025230340/@comment-25344655-20141026032644

"Dwarves! Rally to me! We have held these mountains against worse and we will not lose them today!"


 * You see over 650 dwarves rally and form lines at speeds that seem impossible for their size.

"Charge!"

The Dwarves carge on their Rams and Boars and charge into the Orc ranks. Many orcs came down under the might of the dwarves and elves. Victory seemed certain, then Orc archers that were hidden in the large grass released their arrows. Many Elves and Dwarves came down under the volley. One Orc climbed up with a mighty scimitar and clad in ashen-steel. Glosur saw this and charged his Ram towards the Orc leader. The Orc swung his scimitar and sliced the ram. Sadly the ram fell, badly wounded. Glosur looked at his fallen steed, the ram had been with him most of his time as king. Overcome with rage he picked up his axe and swung at the Orc. It parried but Glosur's strikes were getting faster and stronger and the leader quickly succumbed. The army fled, most of the archers had been taken care of by the elves and Eureka.