'Let me give you a warm welcome, you soulless creeps.'
Thus blasted the cannon, undead die, and those who didn't fell on their feet by the explosion.
'Now, let me gain some unfair advantage'
A wall of fire was created by creative usage of mortar shells.
'Catch ya next time!'
Deadlock casts GREAT BALLS OF FIRE!
Despite the clerics save throw, a good portion of swordsmen were burned to crisps.
Troops advanced, and a good ol' 'quickdraw' happened between archer forces.
Losses were 2-2 on both sides.
'Come my minions, follow that fiend who dares to call himself a man!'
The ambassador moved on... 'By Zahru, I'm so dead...'
The archers took down more skeletal crossbowmen.
The bulk of the army advanced.
Nothing, really. Dwarves caught up with Blaze, who joined their ranks to 'rethink his strategy'. Spearmen assisted Fabio's.
The berserkers attacked the dwarves, but nobody died due to piss-poor rolls. Meanwhile, orkboys came to back up, and arrowboyz got to sniping position. They wanted Blaze dead.
Luckily, he redshirted a fellow dwarf who took the heat. Yet died. All dwarfs swore a grudge against the orks.
Von Bragstein: 4