The Elven War of 477
For years the elves of The Circumstantial Dune had raided Archcrystal and lied that the raiders were outsiders, criminals, or insurgents. At last Zan the King of The Dipped Spears had enough of their insolence. In 476 he commanded the Scaly Clasps to raid the elven retreat of Boltcanyons to the north east and teach the fools a lesson.
When they arrived the dwarves were unlike anything the simple tree folk had ever seen – fully armoured from head to toe in adamantine that had been forged in hell and decorated for hundreds of years. Their weapons blazed and dazzled in sunlight. The elves gathered around them like moths to flame. With a nod from his commander, Degel Rockfissures the Moral Stone of Enchantment seized the first elven noble he spotted and threw him to the ground. When he was sure he had everyone’s attention he executed the elf amid the gasps and cries of elven villagers. The dwarves of Archcrystal left without a word.
Queen Lesana of the elves was quick to declare war in her anger and gathered her armies.
In the summer of 477, the elven hordes descended on Archcrystal making their way expertly through the dense jungle. King Zan had expected a retaliation but this was no raiding party of a few dozen elves. The scouts spotted them pouring over the eastern ridge, their numbers too great to hide even in the thick jungle.
The alarm was sounded, and The Mountainous Castles and The Scaly Clasps took their positions at the north end of the glass entrance tunnel. Two reserve squads were activated as well, The Granite Touches and The Last Palisades, and sent to the front line. The elves with their war animals brazenly marched straight into the tunnel, and at halfway, the dwarves and elves charged eachother.
The dwarven line of adamantine and steel met the elven line of wood and cloth with devastating effect and the first dozen elves were quickly cut down. Giant tigers and cheetahs leaped across their corpses crashing into the dwarven wall of metal attempting to push back the line with their weight as more elves and animals pressed from behind them. The dwarven weapons were ruthlessly efficient, hacking and slashing through animal and elf alike as the reserve squads began to join the fray. And still the enemy flowed like a river over the eastern ridge and into the tunnel. At the center of the line stood the champion of Archcrystal, Kivish Sectcudgel the Portal of Universes wielding Iton’s old sword Shamefulintense the Heavy Deterioration, slicing through enemies like a cold machine of death. The front line became a wall of piled corpses with either side having to climb over bodies and wade through severed limbs to reach their targets – and so far it was all one-sided.
At last the Cave Dragons of War were brought up to the entrance by their trainers and they charged the mounds of dead that nearly reached the ceiling of the 3 story tunnel, crashing through with their immense 400 years of size. They sent limbs and bodies flying through the air as they burst through the front line and into the terrified elvish army which was now too committed to turn around and flee. The dragons gleefully flung screaming elves from their mouths to splatter against the glass walls of the tunnel that were now stained red for almost the entire length and height. The sun shining into it gave it an eerie reddish glow, making the dwarves who resided in hell feel at home.
And still the enemy came relentlessly, the horrified elves at the front wishing to flee the carnage were being pushed from behind by the funneling mass of elvish arrogance. Blood began to pool on the flat surface of the glass tunnel, ankle deep now making the dwarves fight in a swamp of massacred fools. At last a dwarf fell, having advanced to far into the elves he got surrounded and passed out from exhaustion. An elf ripped his helmet off and finally the enemy had a victory over one of the defenders. But by now it was too late, the last squads of the invaders began to notice the odd elf fleeing in terror into the jungle, and eventually they saw the carnage inside that was near the entrance now. It didn’t take long before the rout was on. The Cave Dragons gleefully chased many of them into the jungle, batting them to the side like insects or eating them whole.
The tired, but victorious dwarves of Archcrystal collected the body of their fallen comrade and slowly made their way back inside. Hours later a dwarven caravan came to trade and they made their way to the depot without remorse or surprise.
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The siege ended up being 900 elves and 500 animals which were the caps I randomly set thinking no one would send a force even close to that. I stopped taking screen shots of the invader lists because they just kept coming. The battle took about 4 hours to complete, and we lost only one dwarf. FPS was either 1 or 2 that whole time. But totally worth it.
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