The battle near Maravar was bloody, at least on the beasts' side, as the mind control they suffered was dissipated by the collapse of the cavern on the dark elves. The ogres and Ettercaps began to attack each other when they did not hit the goblins. The wild monsters attacked the first thing that was nearby; by the time the traps and dwarven forces began to activate the traps prepared, what they had in front of them was no longer an invading army but disorganized cannon fodder that fell hopelessly into the ambushes and tricks of the dwarves.
They didn't even reach the square with the ledges where we had teleported. Hopefully, we were able to take it out on a group of ogres and a few hundred goblins. My companions congratulated me for having activated a main quest. Ronin was the most interested in the Lore of the game and in the different aspects that entailed me being a Dream Rider by profession.
