Okay, this wasn't so much my awesome moment, but a previous adventurer I'd picked up's awesome moment.
So after much slaughter and grinding of stats, I decided to retire a pike master adventurer. I eventually found him just sitting around a house. So, naturally, I recruited him, and eighteen other guys after a couple hours of play. When I decided to take a rest near a stream, a pack of giant dingoes attacked. Most of my men stayed and fought, two died, my great hero ran for it up the nearby hill, not sure why, and I decided, since I just finally woke up, I'd have to save everyone. I started fighting, killed all but three of the dingoes, but one just chipped a bone and I passed out. We're all going to die.
But no! My former adventurer came running down the hill, stabbed on straight in the heart, then crushed it's head in with his foot, stabbed one in the brain, got knocked down by the third, wrestled his... teeth... from the dingoes grasp, and then punched the dingoes head, the body part exploding in gore! This guy, who I swore I was going to kill once I found him, for cowardice, just saved all of us, minus the two crossbowmen nobody liked since they ran out of bolts. Man, I hate giant dingoes, but that guy disposed of three faster than me and two lashers did. Each dingo took me a few hits to kill, even when they were distracted, and he used a max of two hits.