Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20141025230340/@comment-25344655-20141028232837

(Note for the future common, don't fight other peoples battles, we were victorious, but lost many men.)

Thankful for the help of the Stiffbeards, Glosur and his men march to Gundabad, almost immediately they break in. The "Necromancer peers around to see them and is shocked, but quickly regains his composure. He charges with his men and the battle begins. Glosur is swinging left and right chopping orcs down as he goes. We were suffering heavy losses, but we were winning the battle. Khamul broke in and killed many men and went for the shrine but we cut him down fast. The Necromancer, seeing he could not win, fled. Before saying:

"You win this round dwarf! I'll torment you!"

"Crawl back to Mordor, scum!"

The Dwarves were cheering, they had won. But there was no songs sung that night, for our dead, they were more than count. Out of 96,000 60,000 remain. We went our separate ways, but Glosur went to Rowanwood. And sat, and started to cry.