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The Battle of Wrath's clutch
Dendrophile99
It was a cold night and lightning had filled the sky with its unholy glow, i had ventured out of the city of Kal'Urguan to see where the lightning was coming from.  All of a sudden I hear shouts from the brave dwarf skippy, shouting that a wolverine fella named Orik was captured. I was naturally scared but I   venuted anyway, with campington at my side, when I arrived it was chaos. Lightning and shouts of the wounded, the cackles of the undead, this was no  skirmish, it was a battle!  I met up with Stronghold and we both took shots at the undead on their high  spires.  I was hit by lightning and quickly scurried to the nearest water, my skin and armor scorched, I prevailed like those around me, the battle seemed hopeless. Then there was a shout, a command telling the men that the back entrance had been breached. I quickly ran to the back of the fortress  to enter, but to no avail, all around me men fell. I was hit by something, and drowning in water I struggled for survival and hiding. I had been scared, ducking for cover, but then i saw it, my fellow dwarves charging before me advancing through the mess of men and undead, I quickly rose up  charged in and was back in   the battle, fighting my way in the fortress.  As we advanced, there was a shocking discovery, we had turned the corner and there was too many undead minions to count!  We slew the minions with zeal and ferosity and moved on to the inner keep.  There my comerades slew the undead in all their unholiness.  We Quickly secured the tower and rescued any prisoners the undead had captured.  There were many cheers and horahs fer the men, we had overcome the odds, for justice.  Victory, victory was ours, I could have not imagined  I lived and all because of the Ascended.  They protected us, sacrificed their lives fer us, and won us the battle.  Many will celebrate, however I will return to Kal 'Urguan, garb me self  some ale, and remember the fallen. ;; Guard Gragon of Kal'Urguan