Ok, Anglomir, you have about a dozen Orcs to deal with! You;ll need to grab the initiative, fast! I'll need your own move, and orders for the men with you!
I MUST get Sylvannas in this game! I'll do it tomorow, Sylv- absolute promise!
Vardalain, you are learning...
There is, indeed, a problem. Because the Last Bridge has been taken.
You get there as night falls- and it is crowded by at least forty Dunlendings, on guard.
Palanfirirth, Vardalain, this is NOT good. Elrond cannot even keep the Last Bridge free any more?
William, you fire an arrow into the night at the retreating scout. You may have hit, you are not sure.
The rest of them will be upon you soon!
Vardalain and co- as if to compound the problem- there is a low grunting sound.
And then, to your horror, a big thing climbs out from under the bridge, knocking a Dunlending down into the water as it does so. The others, quicker off the mark, make room for it.
TROLL!
And it has caught your scent.
Well, Anglomir threw the dirk at the nearest Orc as he dismounted, and then he charges at the Orc (if I didn't kill it) and bashes it over with his shield, finishing it off by thrusting his sword downwards into it's chest.
I want the swordsmen to dismount and quickly kill the nearest Orcs. I want the archers to start firing from horseback after backing away to William's position.