RPG on the Portal.

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The sun rose over the city of Krrah-taak. Illuminating its unusual and alien forms... Its reflections already played on the rocks towering behind it... and on the other side of the city, at a distance of several arrow flights, the rising sun sparkled with thousands of sparks on the polished armor of the mountain people. The neat ranks of the Dwarven Horde were impeccable. Towering above all this splendor, the three Fire-Breathing creatures of Arkata inspire awe in anyone observing this scene... Anyone except them... The Spawn of Urgash... They are alien to fear, alien to any emotions of this world... They are here to destroy everything... to bring everything to a state of primordial Chaos... to make this world their own...
But now they have come to destroy their little world... they have come to take away their piece of land under a sun alien to Demons... And they are ready to defend it to the last grain of ash... Their own or their enemies'....
Everyone around the city can begin active actions. The first to enter the battle is She, leading the dwarven army...

So - everyone has taken their positions. We have a tough battle ahead!
Where is Howmi? - the thought flashes through my mind. He couldn't have let us down... maybe something happened?
But there is no time to think about that... anyway...

From the eyes of a dwarf in the army:
She... is whispering something... Probably a prayer for the battle to end soon... Suddenly she turns pale...
-Water! They give her water - and the blush returns...
-Forward! Let the Demons go back to hell!!!!
The neat ranks of dwarves begin to move.... The sight of the army is impressive, I didn't think there were so many of us! The Demons will retreat, I'm sure!

Here is what the city of Demons looks like... They clearly did not expect an attack, but they noticed us in time - and when we approached the walls at arrow range - they were already in full combat readiness. But She was as if waiting for this.

-So, forward! And remember - don't get too close... yet...

The first arrow with green feathers whistled through the air, hitting a Succubus standing on the tower...
My comrades are preparing a catapult. The first shot - and a piece of the wall flies into oblivion...
I look around - She is pale again, something is clearly wrong with her.
I approach her
- My Lady, are you feeling unwell?
-Just give me some water...
The assault continues... another piece of the wall is shattered... Our ranks are mowed down by enemy arrows. Comrades are falling. Why aren't we getting closer?
Suddenly, the city gates open - and a large detachment of demons comes out to meet us... They couldn't stand it!!! We'll get them now!!!
-Wait! - She's voice sounds. Let them get closer... don't approach the walls!...
Suddenly, we see...

Added 2 minutes ago

Well, we're in Novizard's camp, She. Or am I just daydreaming again?

Yes... and have taken their combat positions... Wait for the GM's signal to begin your actions ;)