My most successful fort so far recently came under goblin siege. A very serious goblin siege. My military of 30 dwarves had no chance of stopping the trolls destroying my city's gates or the goblin Hammerlord. Well, needless to say, the battle was clearly lost from the start, but as I continued to watch my city become rubble, I saw an amazing development.

While the trolls and lesser goblins were rampaging my fort, my militia commander had chased the goblin Hammerlord outside the city and over to the nearby hills. Here, they clashed for a bit, before my militia commander got the upper hand and smashed the goblin's leg. Now, at this point, I think my militia commander dropped his weapon or something, because as I was reading the report of them fighting I seriously had about 15 pages of him just punching the goblin over and over.

The goblin was horribly bruised, and I don't think there was a single part of its body that wasn't injured. He was forced to lay there as my militia commander pummeled him with his fists over and over again, all the while my city burned in the backdrop. Now, I had about 45 pages of my militia commander going apeshit on this goblin, who I can only imagine was in a living hell at that moment.

Here's where it gets really crazy. A fucking raven flew in and starting pecking my militia commander. It pecked his hands, mutilating some of his fingers, then it pecked his eyes out. Somehow, during this ridiculous commotion, the hammerlord managed to escape, covered in bruises and feeling like death incarnate. My militia commander ended up bleeding out from this crazy fucking raven. If that's not fate then I don't know what is.

TL;DR: My militia commander had the upper hand on a goblin Hammerlord, and a raven flew in and started pecking his eyes out. The Hammerlord got away, and my dwarf died, not from any goblin wound, but from a fucking raven.

I love this game :)