Tuesday, 28 April 2015

Battle for the weapons hill

Durburz looks at his guard as they rest. He then looks to the darkened hill at the weapons stash, where the rain is falling heavily. Still no sign of the dwarves, until one of his guard gives a call.
"King, a fire over there!" He says and points eastwards.
There, for a brief moment, amidst the trees a brand lies flickering but is then extinguished.
"Right gobbos, to arms!" Durburz shouts, and his guard grab their axes. "The dwarves want this hill. Cut them down from it!"

Battle for the weapons hill (Take the high ground)
The goblins have priority so have a 6" head start.

The dwarf archers move to one side.
As the goblins close on the hill an arrow finds a hole in goblin armour.
Orin stands off an assault, so they can shot them from the hill.
But Durburz simply starts to assign his guard defensive positions.
Another goblin falls prey to the dwarf arrows.
Orin notices the darkening clouds, that show his assault
being drawn short, so he orders the attack.
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And Durburz charges with his guard to meet them.
With one falling on either side.
Both sides rush into each other again
A couple of dwarves try the flank.
The dwarves can't use their numbers to their advantage.
More fighting.
The dwarves now have a presence on the hilltop.
Durburz punches Orin in the face, leaving him unconscious,
two prowlers suffer a similar fate.
The clouds darken further and the goblin numbers grow thin.
But Durburz calls his goblins to hold their ground, as more
dwarves pour onto the hilltop.
And one of the dwarves is killed away from it.

Durburz sees the fear growing in the prowlers eyes and his voice
echoes a resounding Stand fast! across the hill, the dwarves
manage to summon a melee.

Durburz stabs the nearest dwarf in the neck, as another of his
guard fall to the dwarves and the sky darkens to a pitch black.
Both sides retreat from the field, having seen what each other is capable of.

Durburz lost 6 prowlers : two recover immediately and four will miss the next turn. Durburz recovers 2 might and 2 will but no fate. Durburz (2) (2/2/0).
Orin's company lost their captain and 3 dwarves : Two Dwarves recover and one was killed. Orin recovers 1 might, 1 fate and 1 of his wounds. Orin (1) (2/1/1)

Orin gathered his warriors around him. They hadn't managed to rescue their killed comrade from the melee. The fear of the Goblin king had been instilled in their hearts, his bellowing voice had keep all the goblins in line, and the dwarves were close to securing the hill but for the fading light. The goblins would've had too much of an advantage, they had to retreat.
"Those goblin scum!" Orin shouted. "Gimli will hear of this, they sit smugly atop the hill and defile one of brothers!" He was then interrupted by one of their scouts.
"My lord, Gimli comes from the north. He bids you return to the garrison" he said.
"What, how?!" Orin was confused, this meant the hill wasn't taken by goblins at all.
He then thought to the fort.
Only defended by Hatain against possibly the entire goblin army....

Until then


Saturday, 25 April 2015

Dwarves - Goblin Campaign Turn 3 end and Turn 4

The goblin besiegers are pushed back and the dwarf army makes home of the fort. The goblin forces have been dealt a huge blow, although only a handful are dead, many are wounded still wounded. This leaves them with a huge task on their hands.

None of the three objectives become occupied by local rebels.

Turn 4

The dwarves have had a small glitch in their plans, they haven't been able to maintain their equipment sufficiently, so suffer a -1 fight penalty.

Durburz, seeing the weakness in the dwarves, marches his bodyguard of prowlers to the weapon stash nearby, the other companies remain at the garrison.

Gimli realises the danger and sends Orin to deal with the goblin king, while he returns to the garrison to recover the rest of his bodyguard. Hatain watches over the fort.

"Orin!" Calls Hatain. "Your orders are here." He walks into his tent and reads the message.
"This is ill news indeed. Our current equipment is in poor order already." States Orin.
"And we both know that if Durburz secures the hill and the weapons stash, the conditions will worse, until we can no longer fight them."
"Then there only is one thing for it."
"But what of the southern goblins, will they not attack after?" Asked Hatain, fearfully.
"Do not fear then. Gimli will come if such a thing were to happen." He turned to leave. "I shall muster my warriors." They gave each other a nod of respect before Orin left.

Until then


Thursday, 23 April 2015

Battle for the fort

Blayser and Greszif were newly recruited captains with only a hint of sense, but had their strength lie in killing dwarves. So that is why they were ordered to attack the fort, also knowing that Gimli would have to respond to the siege or forfeit the field too easily.
"Send both trolls at the gate to batter it down!" Cried Greszif.
"Then the Dwarves will squish us between the rebels and them!" Blayser answered.
"I'll kill them both anyway! And you afterwards if your not carful!"
Then to the relief of all goblins warriors ,a scout arrived.
"Captains, good news." He said. "Some of the dwarves are arriving later than we though."
After they were told both captains smiled.
"You take the gate, and I'll deal with these dwarven scum then!" Greszif said.
And neither could disagree...

Battle for the fort (To the death/Until submission)


The goblins close in on the walls, either side exchange arrows
and spears to little effect.

The troll runs into the gate, rattling the hinges. Goblins line the walls
preparing to climb, then spears are flung down catching two goblins
off guard, one arrow finds the mark on a rebel archer.

Greszif, a goblin captain, orders his minions around the west wall,
as a couple of goblins scale the wall.

Fortunately as well as Gimli and his guard arrive.

Two goblins slip on the walls and fall to their deaths,
the rest scale it effortlessly.

Gimli throws an axe that promptly knocks a goblin head over heels.

Blayser, the goblin captain, cuts his way onto the wall 

The defenders repel the goblins, who keep climbing back up.
Meanwhile the troll has been unable to break down the gate.

Gimli and Greszif engage on each other

The other troll squishes the nearest guard.

Two goblins and a rebel fall in the melee.

The flanking khazad guard becomes flanked, as Gimli attacks the troll,
the other guard hold off the other goblins.

Goblins pour over the eastern wall.

One kill on either side

The troll smashes another guard, as two more
succumb to goblin blades around him.

The walls are very close to being over-run by goblins.

Gimli calls his last guards with him as they hurry to the trees.
The troll, Greszif and goblins follow eagerly to complete the rout.

The defenders push the goblins back, only to be surrounded again.

Gimli and his guards are caught in a vicious melee.

Greszif stabs one guard through the eye-hole, but Gimli does one
better, ducking and dodging cutting rent after rent in the troll's hide,
until it flops on the floor.

The troll finally breaks part of the gate away, but it still prevents
entrance, as two more goblins and a rebel Killed on either side.

Then Orin arrives with his dwarf warriors.

And so does Hatain.

The goblins have a dominance over the walls, but still
either side slice through one of each other.

Gimli and his guard down one each. As Greszif flees to the wall,
one of his warriors is caught in the throat in the dwarf cross-fire.

The troll stops attacking the gate, anticipating the numerous oncoming
dwarves, and waits on the goblins inside to let him in.

One of Greszif's warriors flees the field, Orin chops into a goblin
Sprawling on the floor, leaving black blood in it's place.

One of the rebels jumped into the keep, to prevent the goblins simply
opening the gate. One more succumb on each side to the fighting.

One Goblin manages to reach the gate...

And lets the troll in! Orin's and Hatain's warriors make the long way
around to the gate. Orin stumbles across another goblin on the floor,
and he meets the same fate as the last.

One of the goblins gets shot off his feet by the dwarf archers. Two
more gobbos are cut down in the keep, and one more rebel gets
pierced by the goblins.

Blayser and two more flee from the approaching dwarf mass.
Gimli manages to climb over the wall into the keep.

The gate was nearly closed, but for one goblin losing his footing.

The rebels desperately engage the stray goblins and troll.

Two more rebels fall. And at that point the goblin forces
concede the battle...
Gimli lost five guard: One was killed, four will recover next turn. Gimli regains 1 might.

Greszif lost 9 goblins: five recovered immediately, two will recover next turn and two were killed.
Blayser lost 14 goblins and a troll: The troll recovers one wound and misses next turn, Six recovered immediately, five will recover next turn and three were killed.

"Let them go!" Gimli calls down to the other dwarf captains. And they do.
The three captains meet the handful of wounded or alive rebels, one of them greets the dwarves.
"I would like to express my gratitude, if you had not come, we wold surely not be alive." He says. "We would offer our services to continue to protect this fort from further evils."
"It is not needed, although It pleases me to see others fight the goblins such as we do." Gimli replied. "We can protect this fort sufficiently, and can offer you a safe return to your homes should you wish it."
But the rebel looked evilly at Gimli, as if the fort was still his to control, and that letting the dwarves garrison it would be against his orders. Yet the rebel conceded knowing the strength of his men against the entire dwarf army. They left by sundown.

"The rebels are not best pleased by our actions, rather that they could not overcome us in that instance." Queried Orin afterwards.
"That is true, they will side with whoever is stronger. Today that was us if you had not arrived when you did." Gimli answered.
"There is still work to do, the Goblin garrison is in sight, we must know of Durburz' intentions. At least before the entire army is put to test." Hatain added.
"And we shall find out by the looks of things" Orin replied, observing a dwarf messenger returning from the west. "Messenger, what are the lays of the enemy!" He called.
"Not under the gaze of the enemy scouts Orin!" Shouted Gimli. "Open the gate!"
After Gimli and the messenger had spoke briefly, before he left again, Gimli returned to the captains with orders...

Until then


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