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 THESURI / ARGRIMS SIEGE

[@Rekaigan][@Hammerman][@ManoftheNorth][@eemmtt][@Renny][@berd]

Skaven dropped to the storm of axes, hammers, sword and shield, even the werewolfs claws found targets plentiful amidst the throng of the filthy rat creatures swarming from the breach stretching out wide enough for over a dozen dwarves to stand shoulder to shoulder. As it stood, the Skaven cared little for the swarming bees nor the fire that consumed their brethren hungrily. A squad of Skaven filing up from the rear dropped their crude weapons to take out stolen crossbows, dwarven weapons of intricate design and deadly power, and let loose a flurry of quarrels towards Ayse, Fariha, and Marianne as they stood in the back of the room. The Dwarves' shield wall was too low to offer any protection as the skaven made use of their own meat wall. 

In the frontline, a dwarf possessed with the spirit of a demon it would seem, swung his hammer with purpose and force to cleave the rat abominations out of his path by any means he felt was needed. Teeth and fur flew in clumps around the red eyed fury of the Dwarf king. yet even amidst the chaos of holding back the vermins seemingly endless numbers, he rang out his commands clear.

[color=f7976a]"Shield wall, form up and advance! Pikes through the holes and push these rats away. SLINGER TEAM, KILL THOSE RAKI IN THE BACK! THEY WILL NOT DISHONOR OUR CRAFTSMANS LEGACY WITH THEIR FILTHY PAWS!"[/color]

His commanding presence in the thickest patch of the Skaven inspired his people to fight with every ounce of their stocky frames behind every swing. As a singular unit the Dwarves began pushing back the scourge, with the aid of the adventurers amidst the chaos of the invading rat force they had even begun to take back ground. 
A single Rat with a trick in its claws changed that. 
Leaping on the backs of its vile cousins the runner clutched a talisman in its filthy paws and leaped into and behind the wall of stalwart defenders only to meet the waiting pikes. Its scream was drowned out as the paper in its hand detonated, a ball of flame erupting in the center of the Dwarven line. The devastation was complete as the shield wall collapsed amidst the smoldering remains of skaven and Dwarf alike. 

The rats wasted no time flooding the opening to break the shield wall.

King Cragshield bellowed to close up the ring, his boys in the back tried to prevent the breach from getting worse by the shock had been to perfect. With the shield wall falling apart as Skaven crawled over their kin and defenders, all semblance of order was lost as pockets of fighting began to sprout.. and still more rats were marching from the tunnels.

[color=f7976a]"OPEN THE LINE! WEDGE THROUGH! GET ME TO THE TUNNEL ENTRANCE, BOYS!"[/color] Though the king had called for his loyal guards to aid his plan, he looked to the Werewolf and his companions. All they needed to do was stop the tide for a few moments. The crossbowmen fired into the entrance of the tunnels in an attempt to slow down the ratkin as their king boldly began advancing through the stubborn and persistent enemy.

Amidst the din of battle, the sound of stone cracking had begun.

(Go nuts! Kill Rats, slaughter them! Show me what you can do!)