Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20141102040650/@comment-25344655-20141104235242

Glosur sighed, the people don't even recognize his presence. He walked into the Angmar mountains into Carn Dum to check on his troops there. Only to find that they were ambushed! Many a dwarf and orc lie dead upon the ground. It was clear who they were. These were from Gundabad, a sort of last attempt to rekindle the great, if you can call it that, kingdom they once had. Well Glosur was going to put an end to it. He gathered the rest of his troops, (About 1000) and he spoke to his kin in the Grey Mountains, and they said they would send a force of about 2,000 dwarves to help with the taking of Gundabad. The White-Dwarves marched to the western gates of Gundabad, as the reinforcements marched on the eastern gates. Glosur stood up onto a rock and shouted to his dwarves:

"Dwarves! To long have we let these foul creatures desecrate the sacred shrine od Durin!"

The crowd let of a angry growl.

"Will we suffer their presence longer? Will we stand here and let these orcs completely destroy our sacred place? Or will we act on their weakness and take Gundabad! Baruk Khazâd! Khazâd ai-mênu!"

They all charged at the weak-gates of Gundabad.