The Dwarven citadel of Karak Norn in the Grey Mountains stands on a high plateau dominating the Loren forest. Its strategic location allows the Dwarfs to keep an eye on the Wood Elves' activities from a good distance, although the Elves are no more a treat for the Dwarven race since the victory over the Phoenix King four thousands year ago. The Dwarfs and the Wood Elves now respect a (quite nervous) ceasefire and avoid each others. But on this cloudy day of Sigmarzeit 2513, a mighty Dwarf army - led by King Brokk Ironpike the Grim - marches to war, descending the mountains from the citadel of Karak Norn and heading for the Loren Forest.
Prince Sirwendil Silverhead (warden of east-Loren): A great dwarven army ? Are you sure ?
Skarloc (scout captain): I saw them myself, they were descending the Grey Mountains. Hundreds of Dwarf warriors, led by their King Brokk Ironpike, himself. They will soon reach the hills at the mountains feet.
Prince Sirwendil: Mmh... the fools, what are they up to?... Well, I will mobilize as many warriors and archers as I can. In the meantime, Skarloc, you will head for the hills and meet with the Dwarf King. You know what to say: no armed force is allowed to enter our sanctuary. They shall not pass!
Skarloc: Ay! So be it.
Prince Sirwendil: Be careful, my friend.
Skarloc: Always.