Ok guys, the plan is that everyone needs to play their first game by the coming weekend, and their remaining 2 by the weekend after that. Following that, each stage should take a week.
Leon Fergus plays, and wins! In his own words:
Early days were slow for Umberto Dwarvenking. The catacombs in which he had ventured yielded barely anything but rock and granite. Hardly any progress was made acquiring knowledge and there was nothing for it but to replenish the garrisons with fresh militia every day.
The capital took ages to become a noteworthy settlement, even though the Dwarven pioneers had set up a decent establishment. Many hard days followed, fighting over structures that would make the new kingdom thrive and over encampments that held vicious thugs and other miscreants.
Seeking out the daylight reveiled a window of opportunity for the expansion of the Warlord’s failing economy. Too long it took to take advantage of this opportunity…
Not many days after the claim of this territory came the ruthless Blind Sorceror with his freightening creature of many eyes, which seemed to look out for him.
The small Dwarves succumbed to this Elven sorceror and his allies, who went for the poorly defended capital shortly after. What the sorceror had not forseen was that Umberto himself was abroad, mustering an army that would be able to withstand the Blind one’s ghastly pets.
Not one, but two neighbouring Giant’s keeps, one above and one below, opened their borders to Umberto and took him in, after the king and his companions had slain a pack of dragons and an eldritch abomination. Old alliances were reforged and some of the Giants, thinking all these intrusions of late must have been a wicked sorceror’s doing, agreed to fight alongside the Dwarves once more.
All the way across the lands was an Elven settlement under control of the Blind Sorceror. Its garrison fled upon Umberto’s approach. Now the Elves were fighting for the Dwarvenking with their electric abilities. When the Blind one moved in to lay siege on his former subordinates Umberto quickly rushed in to stand guard with his formidable army. The siege ensued and did not fair well for the sorceror. He fled the battlefield into the suburbs where he met his doom.
The opponent’s capital was nearby and those Elves brave enough to man the walls did not stand a chance against tiny Umberto and his giant friends.
The capital took ages to become a noteworthy settlement, even though the Dwarven pioneers had set up a decent establishment. Many hard days followed, fighting over structures that would make the new kingdom thrive and over encampments that held vicious thugs and other miscreants.
Seeking out the daylight reveiled a window of opportunity for the expansion of the Warlord’s failing economy. Too long it took to take advantage of this opportunity…
Not many days after the claim of this territory came the ruthless Blind Sorceror with his freightening creature of many eyes, which seemed to look out for him.
The small Dwarves succumbed to this Elven sorceror and his allies, who went for the poorly defended capital shortly after. What the sorceror had not forseen was that Umberto himself was abroad, mustering an army that would be able to withstand the Blind one’s ghastly pets.
Not one, but two neighbouring Giant’s keeps, one above and one below, opened their borders to Umberto and took him in, after the king and his companions had slain a pack of dragons and an eldritch abomination. Old alliances were reforged and some of the Giants, thinking all these intrusions of late must have been a wicked sorceror’s doing, agreed to fight alongside the Dwarves once more.
All the way across the lands was an Elven settlement under control of the Blind Sorceror. Its garrison fled upon Umberto’s approach. Now the Elves were fighting for the Dwarvenking with their electric abilities. When the Blind one moved in to lay siege on his former subordinates Umberto quickly rushed in to stand guard with his formidable army. The siege ensued and did not fair well for the sorceror. He fled the battlefield into the suburbs where he met his doom.
The opponent’s capital was nearby and those Elves brave enough to man the walls did not stand a chance against tiny Umberto and his giant friends.
A very short report by Kanalin about his victory over Shortbear:
Wiped Shortbear’s leader stack quite early on, he never really recovered from there. Won on turn 42, taking both his throne and leader at once.