Hérna er smá fluff byggt á bardaga á milli mín (Orcs &
Goblins) og vinar míns (Dark Elves) sem var bara venjulegur
bardagi.
Ég skrifa thetta á ensku útaf skorti á íslenskum stöfum á
lyklabor›inu.

As the Dark Elf host positioned it self against the Orchis
horde, the black orc warboss climbed onto his wyvern and
surveyed his troops.
The boyz were behaving \'emselves and weren\'t messing
with
the goblins who hid next to a chariot. The savage orc boar
boyz were being led by an orc boss and looked ready to dish
out some damage.
The warboss wasn\'t sure who was more badly tempered, the
boyz or the boars they were riding.
Everyone were ready, the boyz, boar boyz, goblins, chariot,
shamans and even the arrer boyz looked promising. He only
hoped that the goblins controling the rock lobber wouldn\'t get
vindictive and bash the boyz for pickin\' on \'em

On the other side the dark elf lord waited for his troops to get
ready. They were used to battling greenskins and this would
be another easy victory.
The spearmen raised theyr spears to the sky and so did the
executioners with theyr blades shining in the sun wanting
theyr next victim. A unit of dark elf warriors loaded theyr
crossbows, while the sorceresses prayed to Khaine for fresh
blood and glorious murder.
The lord mounted his cold one and joined his unit of cold one
knights who had fought many battles with him.
Too bad there would be little loot but greenskins make exelent
workers when controlled.

The lord gave the signal and spells attacked the orcs. The
boyz grew weaker but that only threw the rest of the army into a
greater frenzy which the dark elves happily accepted. The lord
gave the signal and the elves carefully advanced but the orcs
also carefully advanced. What was happening?
BOOM!
The ground shook with the great impact of a boulder wich
pounded the cold ones and theyr riders but only one died
along with a few warriors who came to close.After another
volley from both sides, spells and boulders, both sides
advanced frantically. It did not take long for both sides to be
occupied with bloody battle.
Night goblin fanatics suddenly popped out of theyr unit but the
dark elf lord saw that coming and the fanatics did not reach
theyr targets if they had any.

Soon the battle was everywhere.
The cold ones fought the savage orc boar boyz with intense
bloodlust while the boar boyz fought with all the strength an
orc could muster, it didn\'t hurt that the boss had a magic
weapon and soon enough a chariot pounded the cold ones
and took out a rider along with the mount.
Executioners fought the boyz which had been freed from theyr
curse and had the backup of warriors who coloured the sky
black with volleys of arrow fire. But the boyz proved that it takes
more than a lot to kill an orc.
The goblins just stood and watched the battle and the fanatics
as they whirled around bashing into theyr enemies, at least in
most cases.

But the orcish warboss soon grew tired of senseless fighting
and decided to pay more attention to his hobby. Challenges!

The orc roared his challenge and the dark elf lord accepted,
he would certainly not flee from a greenskin who looked
hardly able to even pick his own nose.
But the challenge went on!
Axe met blade and blade met axe. Sparks flew and sweat
popped out from both of the challengers brows.
The malicious wyvern bit and clawed without success but was
able to distract the lord until the orcish axe bit into the side of
the dark elf lord.
The lord looked upon the orc for one last time before closing
his eyes pondering upon how the rest of the battle would go.

Soon the orcs gained the advantage.
The warlord went wizard-hunting and slayed all who looked
able to harm the boyz but it did not come without cost.
As a boulder came dangerously near a spell was cast wich
ravaged the warlord. He took a few precious seconds to
regain his sences while the wyvern bit the caster in half.

Only the dark elf knights, executioners and crossbowmen
remained as the orcs still had theyr leader, spellcasters who
now proved theyr full potential and night goblins along with
theyr brethren who operated the rock lobber.

As the last soldiers duked it out a fanatic saw a big juicy target
and headed towards he until it splatted it full force.
\'\'Oh no!!! I just killed the boss! … Ahh, who cares. He was
never nice to me\'\'
These were the goblins final thoughts as he was choked with
his own chain and joined his brothers in the great green.

When the battle was over only a handful of orcs remained.
The boss now had his own battle scarred warband and
maybe that wasn\'t so bad…

Ég vona ad fluffid hafi ekki verid of langt fyrir einhverja sem
nenna ekki ad lesa langar greinar / fluff.