Mission Objective: Lead the Oghres and defeat the Trow army.

Notes: The Ice wil break when the first group of units cross, though the Trow won't attack unless both Myrdred and Damas are used to tempt them down.

Within mere hours, the Oghre of the Trow settlement were freed. They turned on their Trow overseers with a rage cultivated by centuries of tortured enslavement. The Trow, appeared to be perplexed at the swarming Oghre; as if so used to their flawless obedience, their minds would not believe what they beheld. The mighty Trow were dragged down by their many hands and beaten with the very iron tools made to sculpt their monuments. Only after the Trow of the settlement were reduced to so much dust, did the Oghre rejoice their freedom.

It took very little to persuade the Oghres to join their saviors. The fire for revenge burned as brightly as the desire to free the rest of their race.

Led by Connacht's unfaltering visions, the Llancarfan force and the former slaves, conquered several Trow temples-freeing the Oghre-and leaving no Trow alive.

The largest Oghre in the bunch, calling himself Moghbragga, appeared to take charge of the ever growing mass of followers. He bullied and intimidated, keeping the rabble disciplined and following orders. It was this Moghbragga that suggested to Connacht their next target: The iron mines at Avernus.

Following the Oghre's lead, the band made their way across the snow covered landscape and into Avernus. The face of this vast plane was gouged with deep pits and chasms as the result of millennia of ceaseless mining.

Just as Connacht's troops entered into the broken land, Damas' keen eyes spotted groups of Trow amassing their slaves in battle formations. Their forces had either been spotted entering Avernus... or anticipated.

The forces of Llancarfan led the Oghres to victory over their Trow slavers. The iron production at the mines had stopped. The Trow would have no choice but to deal with the Rebellion.

When you lose you see

The colossal Trow crushed the petty uprising; smashing Connacht's forces into the snow of Avernus. The human race would eventually become only a distant footnote in the history of the Trow.

As the bitter cold of winter fell upon the Plains of Avernus, Connacht and his forces prepared to return to the city of Llancarfan.

Myrdred: You almost had it. Try it again.

Mogbragga: I Try...

Myrdred: Concentrate...

Mogbragga: WUAHA-HAH! I DO IT!

Myrdred: Good! Good!

Mogbragga: Mogbragga now have power!

Myrdred: That's right. Now you can remove the Trow's dream of subjugation by yourself.

Mogbragga: Mogbragga will free his kind! The Trow-masters will be destroyed!

Myrdred: But first, you'll need to teach this dream to others.

Mogbragga: I will teach! They will learn! We will conquer! We give thanks to those who give us our freedom!

Myrdred: T-Thank you...

Damas: I don't feel right about this.

Connacht: I know.

Damas: You know as well as I do that they don't stand a chance against the Trow.

Connacht: I know, Damas.

Damas: Yet we send them off to die... so that the wrath of the Trow will be turned from Llancarfan.

Connacht: Without their rebellion, Damas, we would be destroyed within a year.

Damas: So our lives are bought with the blood of the Oghre...

Connacht: Destiny can be a cruel mistress.