Written by Joaquin Villarino and Isabel Harrison.

Durthu and his forces traversed the worldroots towards Karak Izor confident they would get there before the Dwarf armies could return home above the soil. Images of his home and his people being burnt alive kept harassing his mind, stirring hatred and malice inside him. Athel Loren, once filled with life, home to many races including Tree Spirits, Zoats, Wood Elves, and many others had been transformed into an incinerated wasteland. The trees and their denizens defiled by these tiny and disrespectful people, the Dwarfs. Many of Durthu’s brethren had fallen. Some went down in a blaze of glory like his sibling Coeddil who ended the Dwarf king’s stay in this world, but that was not enough to pacify Durthu. He wanted havoc for what had been done. His forces, despite being small with only 40 treekin and a hundred or so dryads, were motivated and pushed by the same rage that grew inside their leader.

A few weeks back after the destruction of Athel Loren, Scarloc told Durthu he would seek aid from other Wood Elves far away to the South. He spoke of Prince Oreon’s wayward colony. Since then, Durthu has destroyed several minor Dwarf settlements, caravans and production facilities with little to no garrison for the tree ancient discovered he could latch himself onto the roots beneath towns’ foundations and tear them apart, making for an extremely efficient method of making the soil beneath towns collapse in on themselves. Now, Karak Izor was the next target but its destruction would only be the first of many.

Durthu had yet to receive any news from Scarloc. Perhaps the scout had died or maybe he was captured by his enemies. His mission was to meet with a despicable character: Prince Oreon, who lived far to the south in a tiny forrest surrounded by Lizardmen, Skaven and the Undead of the Nehekharan desert. Even if Oreon was considered dishonourable by his Elven peers, he was not considered an enemy of Athel Loren; he simply enjoyed the freedom that came from living away from home. No one really know much about him or how he managed to survive and prosper in the South, but survive he did, and he was the only ally Durthu and Scarloc could rely on.

After few more days of travel through the worldroots, Durthu’s force finally arrived at Karak Izor. It was night time and the moment to strike and unleash the nature’s wrath had come, with or without Scarloc and Oreon’s aid. This city and all other dwarf holds will crumble.

– Angry React: Durthu’s dryad scouts managed to sneak behind the city walls through their tunnels and quietly took down the gate guards. They opened the gates, allowing Durthu, his treekin and dryads in. However, one guard hadn’t died and managed to crawl over to a nearby bell. Upon hearing it sound, the Dwarfs realised they were under attack and mounted their defence on the main plaza. A line of thunderers backed by 2 regiments of organ guns took to their positions as a front-line of dwarf warriors and hammerers charged forward commanded by their king Kazran Grimbrow , with two hammers in his hands and surrounded by a group of Irondrakes, who was clearly angry over having his sleep disturbed. Durthu and his treekin charged into the Dwarf line and Durthu proceeded to swing his blade and toss dwarfs aside with his new vine-arm at random. However, as they fought, it was revealed that Durthu’s trees were not alone when Scarloc and his scouts appeared over the horizon, approached the settlement on stag-back and made their way onto the walls after passing through the city gates. Scarloc’s scouts fired their arrows into the enemy cannon regiments. However, without Prince Oreon’s reinforcements, who Scarloc had failed to convince, there was little they could do to hinder the thunderers and organ guns located safely behind the line of hammerers, irondrakes and dwarf warriors from decimating the treekin. The thunderers turned their attention to these scouts and in only a few volleys, were massacring Scarloc’s comrades. Durthu reached out to block as many bullets as possible, only to be blasted and sent flying onto the ground by the organ guns. Durthu was surrounded by King Grimbrow and his Irondrakes. He saw his treekin dying and Scarloc being shot by a hail of bullets, all before Durthu was finally consumed by the Dwarfs’ flame weapons.

– Love React: Durthu continued to stand outside the city walls waiting for Scarloc and Oreon’s reinforcements. But they never came. He could tell the sun would soon come up and as soon as it does, his treekin’s cover in the trees will surely be lost under the glare of daylight. As such, Durthu decided the time had come to stop waiting and attack the settlement. He signalled for his dryads to burrow underground and attack the gate guards but more Dwarfs were awake this time, causing the dryads to be too busy fighting in melee to have a chance to open the gates. As they fought behind the gates the Dwarf gate guards rang the hold’s bell. Durthu decided the time has come, for the city would soon wake universally. Durthu strode towards the gate with his treekin and the towers began to pick his treekin off, killing a good 15 of them by the time they reached the gate. Durthu wedged his blade into one of the gate’s hinges, allowing him to wrestle it off the wall with his vine arm which he proceeded to wrap around the immense oak door, as he lifted it off and used it as a shield to block the oncoming organ gun fire from the main plaza. All around him, Durthu’s treekin and dryads were slain or shot to pieces by King Grimbrow’s forces. However, Durthu continued to stride towards the centre of the plaza, attempting to shield as many organ gun shots to prevent them from killing his kin. However, as the guns continued to fire they began to pierce Durthu’s gate shield which he reacted to by throwing what remained of the gate at one of the organ gun batteries. He kicked Dwarf warriors aside and when the irondrakes attempted to surround him, he plunged his sword into the buildings around him, causing their walls to fall over and crush the dwarfs. Finally, Durthu reached the central plaza and, with his treekin totally wiped out by now, decided to hold nothing back by plunging his sword into the ground below to make an incision for his vine arm to grow, expand and latch into the soil’s roots deep below. When he made contact, Durthu ripped them up thereby causing the city to collapse in on itself. In mere minutes, thousands of Dwarfs died and an entire city was laid to ruins. Durthu barely survived the endeavour, having lost his vine arm and crushing several parts of his immense body in the process. Durthu limped away from the city, clearly aware that unless Scarloc and Oreon returned soon, he would probably be killed by a Dwarf patrol.

– Laugh React: Durthu’s treekin and dryads stood outside the city gates hidden behind the treeline under the cover of darkness until finally, reinforcements arrived over the horizon. Scarloc had returned with Prince Oreon and his army at his back. Among the army were a huge force of Eternal Guards, Wildwood Rangers and Glade Guard Archers, flanked by glade riders and two forest dragons. Above the army flew a force of Hawk Riders led by Prince Oreon himself on a great eagle and right at the front of the army, Scarloc was leading Oreon own regiment of Waywatchers, the infamous giant-slaying Bowmen of Oreon. As Oreon’s army approached, Durthu gave the attack call to his treekin. The Dwarfs had obviously seen the invading elves coming now that they had such a large army on their side, but there was no way they could halt the Elves’ advance. Their thunderers and cannons on their walls killed a sizeable number of Elves and treekin but eventually, the extreme ranged and aerial advantage which the Elf army had gave them the win. Once the battle was won, the waywatchers discovered that the Dwarf King Kazran Grimbrow had fled from the city through a tunnel in his personal chambers. Once they had salvaged all they could get their hands and branches on, Durthu destroyed Karak Izor and Oreon, Scarloc left the ruins to continue on to their next Dwarf hold.

– Sad React: Durthu’s treekin and dryads stood outside the city gates hidden behind the treeline under the cover of darkness until finally, reinforcements arrived over the horizon. Scarloc had returned with Prince Oreon and his army at his back. Among the army were a huge force of Eternal Guards, Wildwood Rangers and Glade Guard Archers, flanked by glade riders and two forest dragons. Above the army flew a force of Hawk Riders led by Prince Oreon himself on a great eagle and right at the front of the army, Scarloc was leading Oreon own regiment of Waywatchers, the infamous giant-slaying Bowmen of Oreon. As Oreon’s army approached, Durthu gave the attack call to his treekin. However, while the immense Elf army was forming, this gave the Dwarfs sufficient time to prepare their defences. The organ guns were brought up onto the walls and a flame cannon was attached to the wall immediately above the main gate. The dragons were targeted first, with one of them falling very quickly thanks to a bolt thrower being planted in its neck. The other dragon was grounded when one of its wings was hit by cannon fire. The elf army continued to advance on the Dwarf walls but the closer they got, the worse the fire dished out on them became. The flame cannon attached to the gate easily dealt with Durthu’s treekin as he proceeded to begin chopping on the gate, which had been secured thanks to additional iron rivets. The glade guards and glade riders approached the walls and began firing upwards but the Dwarfs seriously outgunned them based on their rifles, armour and height advantage atop the walls. When infantry attempted to climb the walls with ladders, they were quickly met by a wave of miners’ blasting charges which sent them tumbling back down to the surface. Scarloc suddenly found himself running alone and turned around to see that the waywatchers and the remaining bulk of Oreon’s army including Oreon himself were withdrawing from the battlefield. Scarloc felt conflicted over what he should do until he saw Durthu being mercilessly burnt to death by the flame cannon and the regiment of Irondrakes behind the gates. Scarloc’s morale shattered as he fled from the field with Oreon’s army, leaving Durthu behind to die.

– Wow React: Durthu’s treekin and dryads stood outside the city gates hidden behind the treeline under the cover of darkness until finally, reinforcements arrived over the horizon. Scarloc had returned with Prince Oreon and his army at his back. Among the army were a huge force of Eternal Guards, Wildwood Rangers and Glade Guard Archers, flanked by glade riders and two forest dragons. Above the army flew a force of Hawk Riders led by Prince Oreon himself on a great eagle and right at the front of the army, Scarloc was leading Oreon own regiment of Waywatchers, the infamous giant-slaying Bowmen of Oreon. As Oreon’s army approached, Durthu gave the attack call to his treekin. The Dwarfs had obviously seen the invading elves coming now that they had such a large army on their side, but there was no way they could halt the Elves’ advance. However, unknown to everyone else Drycha, the Briarmaven of Woe and loyal agent of Coeddil who was seriously battered in her fight with Belegar Ironhammer had infiltrated the roots beneath the city. She knew she would die of course, seeing as an entire city would come down on her when the roots were broken but truth be told, she didn’t care. All her enemies were here together at once. The knife-eared elves that invaded her home forests so very long ago, the weak Tree Ancient Durthu who permitted their invasion and the Dwarfs whose race had destroyed her home were all here. Durthu fought through the crowds above and made his way to the plaza while Scarloc was fighting Dwarfs on the walls when Drycha’s plan struck. The city collapsed beneath their feet as a building toppled onto Durthu, crushing him beneath debris. Scarloc fell from the walls, snapping his neck on impact, King Grimbrow was crushed under his own keep. Oreon took off on his eagle quick enough to avoid ruin alongside the hawk riders and the forest dragons but it was too late, Karak Izor had fallen and everyone inside had gone with it.