Frostborne Heavy Reinforcements (RedRover):
This ranger duo raise their bows and fire at the undead hero, who retaliates by forcing a redshirt on his newly summoned minion. The damage would have been devastating were it not redirected.
The rangers then realize how screwed they are at the mercy of the undead and quickly leave the mountainside, jumping off and landing on a smaller rock formation below before finding their footing on the ground.
The two rangers make it safely out of reach of their undead adversaries, but what awaits them next?
Probably by Ken’s own bidding (though probably not just by seeing the look on his face), his dire wolf mount raises up on its hind legs and lets out a blood-curdling howl.
The howl is great enough to knock over the High Lord.
And the only Norseman inside the stockade’s perimeter. No other nearby enemy units are affected however.
Undead Sentinels (Lawmaster):
The High Lord uses a couple inches of move to raise from his disrupted position.
The last remaining sentinels move after the Frostborne rangers but hesitate at the edge of the mountainside, glaring after them.
Frostborne Villagers (Sir Sporktimus):
Seeing the mounted archer getting dangerously close to the end of the map with loot, the brown-hatted villager runs toward him and jumps over a pile of crates.
He then crit-fails his attack roll and trips, revealing shiny bits of gold ore stowed away in the bottom crate.
The other villager inside the woodcutter’s hut flings the decorative shield like a Frisbee.
At a ridiculously successful bunch of dice rolls, it gains enough speed to slice right through a norse archer’s neck, leaving a stream of blood behind it as it keeps going.
It smacks into the horse’s hindquarters but doesn’t do enough to continue the streak of overkill damage.
The drunken lumberjack gets a drunken idea and drunkenly winds back.
He tosses his bottle over the fire.
It crashes against a chest and the nearby fire starts to rake out toward the booze-soaked wood, rendering this bit of loot unrecoverable.
