The year is 650 AD. A small warband of Norse raiders embarks from their longships after a long journey at sea. Scout parties detect a small Albainn host that prepares to meet the raiders head on.
Troll Gothi Laugär takes command and orders his men and trolls to take up battle formations. It is the dawn of a very hot summer day and the Norse ready themselves for the coming bloodshed.
Drast the Hunched surveys the battlefield. The Norse raiders are deploying around a large building nearby. But the Albainn warlord anticipated this raid and is preparing to set up his trap...
Bagseg, the oghurithne Umaer leads his fellow oghurithnis through the thick woods. They have succesfully outflanked the bulk of the Norse forces.
The Norse holumann unit detects the oghurithne war party and charges into battle. But fear engulfs the otherwise brave men from the north and their charge is unsuccesfully. The oghurithnes retaliate and they start butchering their opponents. Three holumann manage to escape the carnage.
After this show of force the Oghurithnes breakthrough into the second unit of Holumann. The Norse Visi Haäkon Ingvarsson enters the fray and starts hacking at the giant brutes. But thanks to their parry saves, the oghurithnes only take minor damage.
The Norse battle line is barely holding after the Albainn shock attack. The fell troll roars at the enemy but fails to make an impression...
Troll Gothi Laugär desperately tries to swing the tide of battle. He launches a couple of lightning bolts at Ettu, the stone giant. But Ettu, the great stone construct, only takes minor damage. The Gothi orders the Trolls to press forward but they are too far out of position.
A giant melee ensues when the brave Albainn Gairlom charge the fell troll. They manage to hack big chunks of meat out of him. But the lumbering troll is not fast (and skilled) enough to damage the gairlom in return.
Uhmaer Gudhlagg scans the battlefield for a worthy opponent. He spots the unit of trolls (and some tasty beers!) and decides to charge in. After a brutal combat in wich the trolls totally screw up, the Uhmaer emerges victorious.
The Norse have taken a tremendous beating and even the fell troll is brought down by the puny Gairlom spearmen. Troll Gothi Laugär decides that he has made enough mistakes on this hot and sunny morning. He scrambles what is left of his host and decides to head for the beachhead. This battle is lost but he will return. One day...
Victory to the Albainn!