Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25754873-20141220155141/@comment-25344655-20141230021329

Glosur was back in his kingdom In the wilderness, it was a long while since he took it for the empire, so it was already up and running. He stooped up and shouted at his dwarves:

"My friends! Long has our kingdom been in ruin! Pocketed by the goblins! Now our time has come, join me! We will take back what is rightfully ours, KHAZAD-DUM!"

Chants of glory were heard that day in those halls.

Outside the kingdom, elven scouts from all three elven kingdoms heard a low horn, rumbling across the land. It was a dwarven warhorn, not made for being loud and clear, but made for the purpose of going through the hard stone of the dwarves. The horn shook the earth, and kept playing. The elven scouts ran to a safe distance away from the dwarven kingdom, the gates opened, and out walked one of the largest dwarven armies assembled since the battle of Anulbizar.