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I, Lord Koosh of Karak Nivek, here enscribe the Book of Grudges the vengeance against the traitorous High Elves. The grudge avenged is the loss of many dwarven lives into magical pits of vile darkness (multiple irresistable pit of shades). The elvish scum were caught without their mages to hide behind, and a recompense of their blood debts was met.
The elvish horde approached from the north, having stumbled upon a mine entrance with a hill due east of it. Their Dragon Princes perched atop this hill, no doubt dickering over some elvish fripperies with the Ellyrian Reavers who joined them, with a great eagle trailing behind. West of them two chariots lurked around the entrance to the mine, hoping to smash any of the besieged miners who showed their faces. Two units of elves stood west of the mine, clutching the frail spears which so resembled them. A unit of shoddily armoured silver helms guarded their flank. Two elvish bolt throwers and another monstrous eagle guarded the final flank.
Our glorious forces were arrayed as follows. A cannon held the far western flank, hoping to blast any elves popping their heads around a hill in the southwest. Behind this hill, the battle Lord Skalf (the unnatural) and his retinue of mighty hammerers waited, biding their time. The bulk of the throng, two units of doughty warriors tempered by the presence of their longbeard elders, waited directly south of the mine. Unnatural woods had yet to be burned in the eastern flank, and thunderers, a grudge thrower and an organ gun were deployed to deal with any threats from that quarter.
The Elves broke the standoff, as they are want to do with any arrangement, first. Their eagles moved towards our cannon and grudge thrower, thinking to dine upon dwarven entrails. The reavers drifted ahead of the eagle, floating towards the organ gun, the daft fools! The dragon princes galloped directly towards the woods, no doubt seeking to commune with the trees or some other such nonsense. Their mages worked their fripperies, of which many were dispelled. However, one vile enchanter gave the dragon princes steed's new wind, and they charged THROUGH the forest directly towards our thunderers (had line of sight, used magic banner). The thunderers got off but one volley, killing a prince, before they were emmeshed in combat. Though many fell, their resolve, and the inspiring presence of Lord Skalf's standard, encouraged them to continue the fight against the elven interlopers.
The dwarf throng advanced towards the spearelves in response. Our organ gun put paid to the flitting reavers, but our cannoners fire discipline was thrown by the impending presence of the eagle. Despite the previous ministrations from our engineers and runesmiths (rune of forging) the cannon misfired on what was to be its only shot of the battle! A gyrocopter, sent to fetch aid to our cause, saw the thunderers plight and charged into battle with the princes, killing another of their number. Our grudge thrower launched, but wind or enchantment or some other foolishness threw its aim!
Both eagles, failing to be detered by our fire, charged the cannon and the grudge thrower respectively. a chariot charged into a unit of warriors, while another, in an example of typical elven hastiness, ran through the forest trying to attack the gyrocopter. The daft elves communed with nature all right as their chariot split itself asunder on the trees! Our warriors fought off the other chariot, and being elves they fled for their lives. One eagle killed a cannoneer, and the other dwarves turned tail, the cowards. They shall be harshly disciplined for their lack of courage. The grudge thrower crew, better trained and accompanied by their engineer, fought off the other eagle without casualty. The dragon princes continued to reap a toll on our brave thunderers. They held, but the gyrocopter swerved off to try another approach.
In response, our organ gunners put in some birdshot and blew the fleeing eagle out of the sky. I myself was later treated to a delicious drumstick. The main throng advanced, with one group of warriors splitting off to render aid to the besieged thunderers. The grudge thrower fired, but again missed its mark, sending rock shard bouncing from elven shields.
Our runesmith struck his Rune of Challenge, daring the elven highborn and his silver helm bodyguard to fight or flee! The elves, showing suprising valor, met the challenge, and ran straight into the waiting axes of our warriors and longbeards. Perhaps these elves had not heard of discretion, for they were soon repelled, and OVERRUN! by our pursuing warriors. Their remaining chariot, having safely escaped, turned to survey the field, while their spear-elves stood by in disarray. Their bolt throwers took a heavy toll on Lord Skalf's hammerers, a toll which would later be repaid in full. The remaining eagle soared aloft towards the grudge thrower, seeking to end its threat. The princes finally broke the resolve of the thunderers, but they escaped unscathed to fight again, outrunning the supposedly swift steeds of the elves.
Our warriors and hammerers advanced towards the dastardly bolt throwers, whilst another troop of warriors moved to close off the escape of the princes. Our grudge thrower killed an elf, and the organ gun shot dead 2 princes, leaving only the drake and a mage alive. Our longbeards, extricating themselves from fallen horses, attacked one unit of spears. A mage was foolish enough to challenge the bearer of Lord Skalf's banner, and was cut down as a sapling before the axe. The spearelves fled, faster than our warriors could pursue. Our gyrocopter surveyed the scene looking for a place to contribute.
The spearelves rallied, only to face the renewed onslaught of the longbeards. However, the other unit of spears decided to stop dallying and contribute to the fight, flanking our veteran warriors. Despair NOT valiant readers, for Skalf's standard bearer once again proved his merit, slaying enough elves to prevent the longbeards from routing. The eagle, drake prince, and mage charged into the grudge thrower, which was joined by the circling gyrocopter. The chariot resumed its assault upon the warriors, who withstood its assault with heavy casualties.
These brawls lasted for some time, until the spearelves, failing to pierce our superiour armor and being cut down by our warriors, surrendered the field. For their impudence, they shall be shackled and put to hard labor in the mines, until their kinfolk pay ransom for their warrior's intrusion on our lands.
Overall, it was a bit sloppy on both players parts. I should have better protected my war machines, and the elf player should have been patient and committed his forces as a solid front, rather than piecemeal. Basically he kept running units head-on into blocks of dwarves and being repelled, instead of coordinating frontal and flank assaults. By the time he learned it was necessary, it was too late. Hope you enjoyed the report!
Last edited by kooshlord; April 2nd, 2007 at 02:17.
Not bad for stunty filth. The HE general is true to his fluff by making such mistakes.
Leave it to some airy-fairly daft elf to make the mistakes of a beardling. Should teach the haughty mients a bit of respect for fine dwarven armor in the future though.
Tell me, did ye' reward yer fine warriors with drawts of fine Bugman's Ale though?
'An open mind is like a fortress with its walls unguarded and its gates wide open' -Blood Ravens
Some terrible magic was wrought upon the poor elves or they must have been dark elves in disguise. (only, foolish dwarfs know not the difference between the elves of ulthuan and them of naggaroth) the dwarfs must have made a mistake as no true elf(High elf) loses to one of large girth and short height and temper.
And last of all no true elf (high elf) General would leave the company of archers behind as even though stunties are small targets because of their height, they make up for it with their large girth.