Several dwarves fell, their heads cracked by club or fist.

Shields took most of the missiles, but two dwarves and a gray-haired man fell.

The dwarf had fallen into one of his dark, brooding moods.

After a long while of tossing and turning, the dwarf finally fell back to sleep.

The dwarf fell back and yelped, stunned for a moment, his face red from the flash.

The dwarf fell down to the bottom of the stairs.

Kevin and the dwarves fall into an empty void at the end of the hallway.

The dwarf didn't even fall, so clean was the blow.

The dwarf, warned and then blinded by the blast, fell back.

The dark dwarves fell like tumbling stones, howling all the way to the water.