Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25754873-20141212223656/@comment-25344655-20141213150348

(don't sent reinforcements, my army is still strong)

Glosur was battling the last orc chieftain, the last of the mines were almost purged, then Khazad-dum will be ours.

"Stupid little dwarf! Do you think your forces can take out the rest of the mountains?"

Glosur smiled, the orc obviously had not heard of his smartness before.

"On the contrary, do you think you can stop us?"

Glosur spun, and dug his axe into the orcs side, killing him instantly.

"Raise the banners my friends, Khazad-dum is reclaimed."

"All Avari follow me."

The Avari and Glosur walked out the now purged Khazad-Dum, pushing aside the remaining rubble of the west-gate. They walked to Ost-in-Edhil, the ruined city. The 900 remaining Avari took the city with Glosur, rejoining the bonds of elves and dwarves.

"So begins the great war of the misties."