Tomb King Ey-ap Storms the Elven Castle of Limeswold

With the news that the dread Tomb King Ey-ap has been gathering his forces to invade the lands of the Elves, Lord Zinfandel Glykolwein has been despatched to hold the small border fortress of Limeswold against a possible incursion of the undead.

Lord Zinfandel arrives in time to evacuate the local townsfolk and farmers and ready the defences against any possible invaders. The last to the farmers and their carts have departed when he is called to the battlements.

He calmly ascends to the top of the wall, wanting to show the garrison that elves of his stature never need to hurry. The archer captain is shamefully eager to point out something to him. His breath is caught in his throat as there before him stretching across the valley are the grim hordes of Ey-ap, arrayed and ready for battle. As he watches the undead horde lurch into action

As serenely as he can he issues order to the archers to hold their battlements and descends to the courtyard where his staff and more importantly his horse are waiting for him.

No sooner has he remounted his horse when there is a cry from the right-hand tower. Arrows and giant rocks impact the top of the tower smashing the ancient bolt throwers to pieces. The left-hand tower has also been bombarded by the bolt throwers have withheld the assault.

Dark fell beasts harry the remaining bolt thrower; undead rock throwers pound the walls while their dread machines reach the walls ready to pound the walls and launch the assault.

Initially the archers hold the walls, their arrows dropping the undead as they tend to their machines, but their ceaseless assault slowly erodes the strength of the defenders.

To ease the pressure on his defenders, Lord Zinfandel sends his eagles out to harry lines, The mighty birds do sterling service cutting down the undead archers and flying carrion. But then disaster strikes, another volley of massive stones strike the walls, the majestic structure trembles and then crashes to the ground.

Lord Zinfandel rushes his spearmen to block the gap in the wall, thankful that Lord Ay-ap is slow to react to this disaster. But the undead wizards try to influence the combat by raising hordes of undead to assist the fighting.

As the undead try to reorganize their attack to exploit the hole in the defences, the spearmen who were manning the lefthand wall flee in panic as the flying carrion chase them from their positions.

Lord Zinfandel rallies his defenders as another section of wall comes crashing down after the attention of the undead ram. Opening another route into the courtyard.

This time the undead do react and begin pouring into the courtyard to engage the last defenders including the lich priest on his undead dragon. To compound matters, more undead erupt from the ground to overwhelm the spearmen.

Lord Zinfandel rallies his guard to stem the tide, but it is too late, the skeleton spearmen under the guidance of their lich protest lurch towards the gate and the road towards the Elf lands.

Something a little different a siege game. The game proceeded quickly enough although I am sure that we got somethings wrong and some results happened because they ‘seemed right’ rather than I think they were strictly correct.

We will be doing this again in the future, Orks vs Empire perhaps.

Castle Assault Photos

Credits

Photos and report written by Mark Unitt and published on the Leeds Night Owls website with permission.