Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150613171809/@comment-5543592-20150614002951

Mioshe was there along side Garred, pressing his shoulder into the door, his Scimitar clutched in the hand of the opposite arm.

Through the sea of green bodies, ladders dashed towards the wall. It was two Orcs to a ladder, one at either then, and they sprinted dead on, afraid of nothing. They would smash the bottom end of the ladder down and forward, and shove up on the top end at the same time, using momentum to send it up to that it propped up against the wall. Once a ladder was up, the hook it to the wall and weighed it down. Orsimer immediately began pouring up any ladder that was firmly locked in it's place.

Some Orcs also used grappling hooks. These were solo-looking warriors, baring body paint or dual axes. Warriors who looked like they could take on an army all on their own. And they climbed fast.