Chibbage Of The Dwarves

[big narstie 1701]

10th Sun’s Smile, 1459

 

It was during a blistering thunderstorm that the men of House Romstun left the Great Mountain to combat the Dwarves yet again this Saint’s Day. Invigorated by their crushing victories over the Urguan forces over the recent day’s lead the men to sing and cheer for their accomplishments. Indeed, it had been a long time since so few had overcome so many with so much success and ease. They had, however; left without a significant leader and had met only mediocre success on the battlefield.

 

Infact, it was the Dwarves who first took the upper hand, without a demanding presence; the Dwarves were able to attack and destroy a large proportion of the Romstun-Raevir alliance. Unknown to the events occurring, Ser Rocco Romstun and Darius Romstun took to the field, leading the Human army that was currently in disarray. However, as the Dwarves were to charge towards Vekaro and Mt. Augustus, they were utterly beaten back. The Romstun warrior known as ‘Grizzly’ fetched himself four personal kills including the head of the newly crowned Grand King, all whilst sporting a rather fetching golden outfit. All credit went to the warriors at this point.

 

Capitalizing on their victory on the home ground, the Doggers attacked now the Dwarves, and after a lengthy firefight, the men of both sides of the great Dwarf Wall grew tired. Upon the request of the Grand King whom requested the Romstum-Raevir force to bestow mercy on the dwarven host, Ser Rocco took his men back towards the City of Vekaro. However, a troublesome Dwarf was poking trouble at the second gatehouse of Urguan and not letting the war party through back to their own land. The treachery of the Dwarves clearly knew no bounds, as another detachment of the Dwarf Legion came from behind House Romstun’s forces and attempted an ambush.

 

Despite the great efforts of the Dwarves to piss on the parade of House Romstun, they were ultimately unsuccessful yet again. The men destroyed the Dwarven forces that vastly outnumbered them at the gate with ease and following the great betrayal of Dwarven honor, the men decided to lay siege to the Dwarf City once more. Taking a small group of men through the mountains surrounding the Dwarven City and getting easily into Alras, the men ODST drop into the bowels of the Dwarven cesspool of a city. After leaving the citizens of the city unmolested and laying the Dwarven Legion to the sword, it came as little surprise to the men of Romstun that the Dwarves had found themselves once again cowering in their barracks with piss stained shorts and cups of kool-aid on the bedside table.

 

What came next was only further evidence of dwarven incompetence. In trying to subdue the Romstun onslaught, Dwarven commanders ended up attacking their own denizens. Knowing that their steel would do little against the Romstun Hounds, the dwarves took to reckless pyromania, setting their own city ablaze with lava and fire traps. Citizens cried out scorched, whilst the Doggers kept on deft feet, managing to avoid the flames to fight another day, and successfully subduing the midget enemy.

 

It was another victory for the house.

[SirSnowMan 318]

*Dunstan Zerkrill lets out a laugh after hearing the news from

one of his pals as he sits on a log near a campfire eating beans*

 

"Hah Hah Hah"

[Samson Option 9652]

Theodosius Visconti bangs his sabre against his scutum shield, crying out as the Dwarves hide in the barracks. He purchases a bottle of whiskey from an Elf lass and paid four times the price, wrapping a tunic stripped from a dead Dwarf Legionnaire and lights it. Climbing atop the shorter-scale homes in front of the barracks, he tosses the molotov cleanly into the barracks and notes "We'll smoke you out next time you try and ambush us!".

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.