Waiting with tensed muscles and caught breath, the forces of Prince Alembregh prepare...
the massive doors suddenly open quickly (no doubt to the ingenious weights/counterweights installed by Dwarvish Craftsmen long since passed to the Halls of the fathers).
Before you all stand a massed group of Orcs dressed in a moteley assortment of armor, bearing wicked swords, axes and spears.
Stori and Mohgrym unleash their torrent of Sound and Cold.
Mohgrym's Blast drops a dozen and a half Orcs, all dead, their eardrums burst and their orifices pouring blood...
Stori's Cone kills another fifteen Orcs, frozen in place and then falling to shatter in a thousand pieces.
The Orcs look on in Hatred and Amazement, though they Rally quickly, shouting gutteral orders ("Kill Runtbeards! Heads for Vragar!!!")
as they surge forward, now perhaps just under twenty in number.
Initiative
Mohgrym 19
Stori 17
Alembregh 15
Eslpeth 13
Denzenai 12
Skezzketh 11