New fortress (Damn you inflate error), everything going fine, about 6 warthogs and 1 small elephant herd untill...
The caravan arrived, the caravan left but on the way back one of the guards got into contact with a warthog who bit off his finger. In retaliation the warthog was cut in half.
The animals were not amused and decided to attack en masse
within 1 season my map contained
48 elephants
24 skeletal elephants
about 60 (mainly giant) predators
22 skeletal giant predators
about 100 both normal and undead warthogs
They patiently wait for another caravan to arrive(and they are smart as well, the bulk of their elephant force is sitting on the road)
The merchants, having no idea of the horrors ahead haplesly walk into my site, only to be greeted by a wall of tusks.
All of the guards decided that spreading out would be their best bet to survive. It wasn't. The only result of their action was that the entire animal army was now alerted and decided to head for the merchants, who were running to my fortress gates as fast as their dwarven legs could carry them.
Only 2 reached the site alive.
Outside, a hastily drafted group of 15 haulers and 10 real soldiers were ordered to hold the gates untill the magma defenses were complete(only needed 1 floodgate and said floodgate needed to be linked to a lever)
All 25 brave(drunk) defenders lined up at(as in on this half of the map) the gates while the dwarves on their smoke breaks rushed inside. As the main frontline of axedwarves colide with the tusks of the attacks heavy fighting erupts at the north flank, 50 or something predators against 5 recruits.
The south flanks gets the smart idea to reinfoce the frontline that is being trampled by elephants, but before they can come to the aid of their fellow dwarves they are beset upon by literaly hundreds of warthogs.
Needless to say, the battle didn't end in my favor.
As my civilians were retreating they were attacked by 1 of the skeletal elephants who charged past the main battle. One of the unlucky few who were outside during the attack was hit from behind, ripping off his entire arm and sending him flying for 10 squares into another dwarf in an open doorway, causing the unfortunate airbone dwarf to disintegrate on the spot and knocking the other one out for the rest of her life(with a horde of skeletal elephants chasing you, that isn't realy a long time)
A dead and an uncountious dwarf stuck in a now open doorway, unfinished magma defenses and a group of 20 elite shocktrooper skeletal elephants trashing the other doors and mowing down all tame animals in sight. In a last ditch effort i recruit everybody exept the mechanic installing the final items in the lever that will save(or flood) my fortress and send them to my main hall.
One retired axelord/legandary miner was the last person outside as the main part of the animal army stormed into my fortress. Just as he thought he was safe because all animals ran inside a skeletal elephant located him and ran over to him. 1 mangling hit to the chest, piercing both lungs, his heart and crippeling(red) his spine. As he fell uncountious to the blood soaked grass the elephant turned his back on him and wandered to the fortress.
Inside, things were looking grim as well. The large milita force of 120 dwarves was quickly reduced to 12, most of them either severely wounded, knocked in impassable terrain areas or not present at the battle at all(yea an ideal time to take a nap)
As large groups of animals roamed through all corners in search for survivors, destroying structures as they moved my mechanic finaly completed the last part of the defenses and hurried to the lever to activate them, only to run into a giant skeletal leopard and being torn appart quickly.
1 dwarf left in the entire fort: the mortaly wounded veteran outside. Calmy the elephant that attacked him the first time approached him with several giant skeletal lions behind him. They encircle the poor fella
As soon as Etur Copperscepters woke up the first thing he saw was the large gaping hole in his chest. As soon as he looked up he could see several skeletal figures looking at him with their empty eyes. Before he passed out again, this time for good the last thing he saw was that the smaller skeletons leaped at him...
Morale of the story: Don't mess with the fequency of wild animals without adult supervision.
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