(struggles into thread blearily).
I have had friends here for 36 hours, sleeping for six. I think the intellectual part of my brain has melted from overwork. What's going on here again? Oh yeah, mass carnage and you guys about to die. Oops. Best forget I said that.
Talin, as you duck under the ball and chain the Chiorc takes a step backwards, using its weight to bash anyone behind it out of the way. Then on its next swing it wraps a loop of chain around its arm, shortening its reach so you are not inside it. Then with a flick the ball is heading towards your skull...
Vardalain, it is impossible to be on the caravan and not be in the firing line of the javelineers on the hill. Again, you will have to balance risks as you cannot hit the Chiorc on the ground unless you get close, and then you have Palanfirith's porblem.
Palanfirith, an orc who has fought through the lines gets to you. He thrusts his spear and you only just avoid the tip before loosing an arrow into the orc's right arm. He drops the spear but you have not re-loaded yet.
Aranui, your sword swings into the orc's back. The orc arches back with a jerk and lets out a scream, black blood flowing from the wound. He falls but you do not have time to see if he is dead as you spin around to face your opponents- THREE orcs, each trying to jab you down. There are two more to your right, but Farael has just shoved the spiked rear of his earhammer into the face of one. It seemed to penetrate the orc's skull VERY easily. The three you face are not backed uo because their comrades are starting to pour through the gap in your lines where Anglomir was.
Meanwhile, unable to see their leader and unaided by players, the side lines are beginning to pull back slowly, and may flee.
Talin, you have to throw yourself backwards out of the way. The Ciorc follows up quickly for another blow.
Palafirith, your knife hits. Black blood bubbles out from the wound and the orc stumbles backwards, and then soon after it is hit by Vardalain's arrow and it falls. Vardalian, you then get down from the caravan. One of the other archers on tops shoots down one of the two orcs closest to the caravan, and the other one waits, warily, for comrades to reach it.
Aranui, you try your blow but the orcs have you at good range with their spears. Ypur target jabs at you and you avoid its blow, you duck under the next one, and the jab from the third slices along the righ side of your chest.
Meanwhile the side lines crumble away to nothing, the men there, running towards the caravan. Farael is trying to tell at them but he is still best on all sides. He whirls his warhammer around continuously, it's small head easily pebetrating the orcish armour. He stoves in the chesat of another.
Orcs do tend to react badly to the loss of leaders.
Talin, heavy armour really isn't made for rolling, you know... the ball from the cahin misses but the chain whips viciously against your head, scratching at your cheek and knocking you to one side.
Ok, Palanfirith, you withdraw from the lines and head to the carriage. Fire from the javelineers on the hills is getting increasingly accurate here. Vardalain, you are busy clambering back on top the caravan, if you want to shoot at the Chiorc again. Javelins are still periodically landing on it.
Ok, Narcil, you are backing away to the carriage, though please feel free to tell me any bright ideas.