Assault on the Emeraldscar Necropolis

Korslug saw the waves of orruk charge the reinforced positions of da ossiarchs, swathes of ‘em disappearin’ each time a projectile from da giant bone catapults fired. He knew ‘em, these were those who have so openly objected to Břřok’s leadership in the past. Still, they managed to push forward, morteks bein’ pushed backed. 

He and his boyz charged too, their speed and strength bolstered by the cries of da Gork-Roara, followin’ Brolgor into the fray, the giant morruk swinging his huge cleava left and right. Just as well, Břřok  was breaking through the enemy defences, hobgrots dying all around him as used them as living shields. 

Behind him an explosion rocked the battlefield and Korslug looked back, seeing Zoghag over the pile of emberstone, despoiled for the usage of none in the future. Then the shaman disappeared. Plans, always plans no one knew about.

It was no time for thinking though, as the melee intensified and then, in the distance, a large figure riding a steed of death appeared. The leader of them boneman. Already the ranks of those sent to their death depleted, Korslug knew this was not a battle they were going to win. Brolgor didn’t seem to mind though and with a defiant roar, he charged the enemy leader, disobeying the order to start retreating from Břřok. Then another of the explosion shook the ground. 

Korslug hesitated, his boyz already departin’ the battlefield. Still, he felt as if leavin’ was not da thing to do. Just as so long ago in the swamps, he felt somethin’ he knew not how to name. But there came a memory, Brolgor rushin’ to take the blow of the khronite meant for him. He saw Brolgor now, duellin’ the enemy boss, gainin’ ground, but other undead constructs were approaching, he was done for.

Korslug charged, rammin’ other constructs away from fledgelin’ and battered Brolgor. He swung at the enemy, his rage giving him an upper hand. For a moment. But then, swifter then he could fathom, cold blade pierced his belly and as he fell, the steed of death trampled him into ground. Last thing he saw, was the giant troggoth, rushin’ to forward. Then he fell into nothingness, as the battle was lost.