A couple Sundays back I fielded some of my “D&D Adventurers” and dark figures alongside a friend’s Estalian mercenaries to go loot a dwarven mine.
We faced some incredibly stiff resistance and ended up losing half our forced, but not before bring down a few units of dwarves as well.
The undead dinosaurs swept the remaining humans from the field.
The humans did get their licks in, bringing down a cyclops and a few bellicose dwarven foot.
In the end, the referee admitted his mistake. The mine, perhaps, should have been more in the center of the table. The dwarves had no incentive to come forward.
Yet it provided a challenge.
And there will always be another game.