Setup for scenario 2A

Despite a valiant defense, several of the enemy skirmishers are able to slip inside the defenses and gather within the city. While the battle rages outside the East Gate, still, the skirmishers slink about searching for their allies in order to form a more cohesive offensive against the city’s defenses. Too afraid to do anything to draw attention to themselves they spend so much time searching for each other that the defenders are able to rally a sizeable force to begin rooting out the interlopers before they can get a proper set of organization together. When at last the forces of evil are able to fully organize their defenses the defenders are more than prepared for them.
As the army of evil advances from the center of the city, the figure of a ratkin warlock with several of his lackeys comes forward. Each one produces several complicated devices from beneath their robes and begins dispersing them among their forces. The way with which each warlock carries their devices suggests that they are either fragile or explosive, and perhaps both. In chittering cries, the warlocks give instruction to the attackers and they surge forward to place the devices within the city.
The defenders, forced into action as the evil attackers move against them, move to strike in response and are surprised when several of the enemy run forward and simply throw the devices at the defenders’ lines before quickly retreating to safety. By some divine form of protection, many of the devices fail to detonate although the first ripple of explosions causes a great deal of mayhem among the defenders’ formations and they are forced to retreat. However, some of the warriors of light are able to grab several of the undetonated devices, enough so that a plan is formed among their generals and they redeploy their forces with the intent to return the devices to their former owners. Having noticed that there are fuses attached to the devices each of the armies in the city know that these bombs could explode at any time and that they must deliver the payload to their enemy and retreat to a safe distance before they do so.

Thus a frantic and desperate battle begins in the streets of the city as attackers and defenders trade the strange devices from one hand to another, each time hoping that they will not be holding the bomb when it detonates

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