A cold wind blows through the dimly lit cavern...
The light from the torches bounces off the cavern walls calmly, belying the importance of the rare gathering.
5 days ago, a party of Dwarven Rangers from the First Infantry spotted an Orc Tribe moving towards Thax Territory. King Gora wasted no time in dispatching the First Infantry to move to engage. You hear the confirmed 300 Orc males moving into position at the far side of the immense underdark cavern, staying out of range of the light emanating from the Dwarven torches. You cannot see them, but it is clear that they are there and eager for a fight.
The two of you look out at the strength and discipline of the 100 Warriors of Thax’s famed First Infantry. The First’s motto of, “First in, last out,” obviously holds true for the battle ready dwarves standing shoulder to shoulder in well, ordered ranks. The best of all of the 6 clans of Thax are present within the First. You both can’t help but feel honored and blessed to be the newest soldiers to represent the Ironfist Clan in this famed company.
You all bow your heads as the Clerics of Silverbeard walk the rows of Dwarves, flicking drops of blessed ale on you and your battle brothers. The war priests mutter prayers to the most revered, patron god of all of Tharin’s Dwarves, asking that he bestow his blessings onto his chosen this day.
Sacred ale lands on your group and the blessings are made as the Clerics move down the line. Sergeant Nunatak turns to both of you and says, ”Are you two newbs ready?”
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"Uk! Son of Ek! Fifth generation of First Infantry! I don't speak orc, elves, halfing and any other pansy languages - I speak DEATH!" Of course, that's not what was actually pronunciated. What came out in grunts, only understood and translatable by Dragg was "Tdoh! Tuumah! Hph guurr! het! Umhmmmm...-"
"May our foes continue to fall at your families feet Uk," Sergeant Nunatak says with a smile.
"How about you little Brother?" Nunatak smiles proudly at Craag.
"Ready for your first war?" Your Brother, Nunatak Shieldhammer, is obviously proud of your induction into the First Infantry.
"Quiet over there!" The unmistakable power of the eldest Shieldhammer brother's voice comes booming down from the commander's entourage only a few feet above you. Serac Shieldhammer, Palladin of Thax, and Captain of the First Infantries Shield Brigade, calls over to you all, joviality and excitement edging his voice. "Keep your focus!"
All of your eyes quickly glance up to the Commander's entourage, standing on an outcropping of the cavern wall. Dane Hammerhand, Commander of the First Infantry, stands powerfully and majestic as ever, flanked by his three most senior advisors, Serac being one of them.
Nunatak, ever the straightforward yells back, "Shut up stupid!
The surrounding Dwarves of the Shield Brigade laugh their asses off knowing well the Shieldhammer brother's sense of humor.
Nunatak turns to Craag with a grin and says again, "Ready Brother?"
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Cragg,with tower shield in one hand and war axe in the other, stretches his arms out wide revealing his barrel chested frame and revealing the armor of his inner defenses says.
"Come brothers let us show these beasts the loving embrace this Brigades been showing its foes for generations.
With that being said he snaps his shield back into the ready position and begins to pound the flat of his axe on it in a rhythmic thud...thud...thud
Nunatak smiles and joins in on the rhythmic war beat.
Shortly the entire First Infantry takes up the beat.
The rhythm builds into a mighty conflagration, every Dwarf inspired by each others presence, and intention.
A large roar from the Orcs clashes with the rhythmic beat of the Dwarven shields, and the cavern is filled by a deafening noise!
A large Orc Leader steps out before the Orc Horde.
He raises both hands, and roars, and the Orcs charge the First Infantry lines!
The Orcs charge into the well ordered lines of the Dwarves with a fervor and focus uncommon in their species!
Order of Initiative is -
Orcs
Uk 17/17
Craag 14/14
Steady now..., Uk tells his wolf mount Tailwind, who also understands his words, ...the blood of orcs tastes best after anticipation. He grips the reins tighter and lowers his naginata.
Two Orcs are the first to reach your section of the line! One rushes in on Uk and the other on Craag!
"RAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!"
The 2 Orcs charge in, their hatred for the Dwarves seething from their clearly fanatical faces! They swing their wickedly curved swords intending horrific damage on you as they crash into the line!
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The Orc on Uk charges in at the Samurai atop the Wolf with no fear! It's attack is deflected by the skillful parry of the Samurai's Naginata! Tailwind snarls waiting for Uk's command to kill!
The Orc on Craag raises it's Falchion and swings hitting the Tower Specialist's powerful shield!
A fine day to send these retched orcs back to Gruumsh's latrine! Uk calls out to the comrades; right as Tailwind decides to squat and drop a precombat deuce, downing the harness and knocking Uk's grip on the naginata.
Craag buries his axe into the Orcs head killing the creature instantly!
Another 2 Orcs step over the dead body of their fellow! A wicked gleam of doom upon their vile faces!
ROUND 2!
Orc 1 on Uk.
Orcs 3 & 4 on Craag.
Uk 17/17
Tailwind 20/20
Craag 14/14
The Orc on Uk swings it sword seeking to impale the Dwarf's Wolf mount!
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The two Orcs on Craag rush in seeking to end the dangerous Dwarf quickly!
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The Orc stabs Tailwind right in the Wolf's chest causing the canine to give an agonized yelp! The Wolf is gored horribly but so enraged is Tailwind that the mount fights on!
Craag moves his shield with great strength and skill knocking the incoming Orcs attacks away! The Orcs can find no purchase against the skilled Tower Shield Specialist!
Craag's powerful swing takes the leg off of one of the newest Orcs!
That's what you get for not paying attention!, Uk admonishes Tailwind, Are you about ready now?! With a guilty look, and bleeding ass, Tailwind half heartedly snaps at the orc.
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Aye!! What are you doing, licking his hands?! Like this! Uk jams his bladed spear down on the orc.
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Now fully engaged in the battle, Uk and Tailwind begin to move in an ever developing dance. Rider and mount both learning to anticipate each others movements and needs.
Tailwind snaps at the attacking Orc, ravaging it with his teeth and a quick jerk of his powerful Dire Wolf neck muscles! The Orc falls to the floor and Uk, ever the skilled Samurai, impales the beast through the neck ending it's miserable existence!
Not wasting anytime, Uk pulls the blade free of the dead Orc, and swings his Naginata in a wide, and graceful overhead arc slicing the arm off an Orc foolish enough to enter the Samurai's zone of death! The Orc screams, and falls to the cavern floor in horrible pain trying futiley to crawl out of the combat zone!
The other Orcs care little for their wounded fellows, actually stomping over them to get at you two viscious Dwarves! Not caring of the danger, two more rush at Uk, once again crossing into his zone of death! One other jumps willingly into melee with Craag, stepping over the legless and dying Orc Craag felled only a moment ago!
ROUND 3!
Orcs 4 & 5 on Craag.
Orcs 6 & 7 on Uk/Tailwind.
Uk 17/17
Tailwind 2/20
Craag 14/14
"Die you stinking piece of Dwarf filth!" Craag you note that once again the Orcs display an uncommon fearlessness. "We will wipe your whole stinking race from the deep of the world!"
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"Kill the Wolf!" The Orc screams at his fellow. "I'll gut the Dwarf!"
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Craag swings and misses, the wound from the Orc's blow affecting his aim!
The Orcs regret their rash decision to threaten in the Common Tongue as Uk takes advantage spearing the Orc charging towards Tailwind! The Orc drops dead before he is able to gut the Dire Wolf!
Round 4!
Orcs 4 & 5 on Craag.
Orcs 6 on Uk/Tailwind.
Uk 17/17
Tailwind 2/20
Craag 2/14
The Orcs press their advantage, seeing that Craag is close to falling!
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The Orc on Uk changes it's target and swings on Tailwind seeking to end the mounts life!
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Though wounded, Craag skillfully beats back the Orcs violent attack, while it's fellow slips in the blood of its kin!
Uk guides Tailwind into a defensive maneuver surely saving his mounts life from the determined killer!
Craag pays the Orc that stabbed him in kind by cutting the right side of its face off! It drops to the ground a dying and ruined mess!
Round 5!
Orc 4 on Craag.
Orc 6 on Uk/Tailwind.
Uk 17/17
Tailwind 2/20
Craag 2/14
Craag, having trained with Uk for many a year, skillfully positions his enemies into the Samurai's killing zone!
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Uk slices the incoming Orc tearing a huge gash into his chest and spilling black blood!
The Orcs roar and charge Uk, thoughts of all other opponents gone, a look of violent commitment etched on the wretched things faces!
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One of the Orcs blades gets through tearing a gash in the Samurai's arm!