A Chance Encounter

Gulrag knew a shortcut to the Norse Villages.  "We's just gotta cross the river by the pretty rocks", he told his band of marauding Goblins.  However, it just so happened that a group of Witch Elves had chose that very same spot to sun themselves before they too descended down upon the Norse Villages.   (Oh, it's hard to find good real estate when you're a Norseman.)   Need it be said, the Witch Elves did not take very kindly to the Goblin intrusion of their sunny afternoon sunning.   And so the stage was set for a quick Warhammer skirmish. 

In the end, the Witch Elves' Frenzy, hatred and poisoned weapons won the day for them.