Bantha

Pre-Day1 The last tent was finally brought up, the faded red and blue colors on the tent side walls ripped by the dry winds. The Sun was high in the cloudless sky, the heat was draining the entire team who were assigned to rise all tents. Another chart came into the center of the tents which all were positioned in a circle. The cart stopped and the camel roared as they never liked undead. The dust which trailed behind the cart finally dissolved by the wind. Frank Beard the wight blitzer in OZZ Top, watched the Cart as it rolled in. Fixing his elbow armour tightening the leather stipes and pulling it, securing it will hold a blood bowl game. He saw the cart was loaded with barrels, five or seven, hard to tell from his current angel. He got up from his sitting position and approached the cart, the camel started to move and twist. The rider tried to calm down the animal. Frank saw some unknown words by some unknown language or written tattoo on the cart riders forearm when trying to calm down the animal. He or she was totally hooded otherwise to keep the heat at bay. Then the drivers hand came up palm open as a stop sign. Frank understood what the hand meant and backed off giving the animal some peace. So, it was Electra the lead of the new tent crew who stepped forward and brough down the high valued cargo from the cart. Kegs of water, they were heavy indeed. Water in the desert is the bread and butter to all, actually living and dead. Or undead it should probably be corrected to. Electra’s team hurried forward to assist to secure the kegs one by one, they were brought under the raised roof in the center of the team OZZ Top’s assembly area. OCC, what a fantastic circus, Bantha thought. The new season was approaching. This time the OCC moved to a new city, and this time it was the city Karam in the dunes of desert that was the center of the show. Some maharajah invited and welcomed the show to their own Great Karam and nearby villages. Bantha loved the OCC and how the show traveled around the world sharing the amusement of Bloodbowl, this fantastic sport unforgiven and rich of tragedy and fame! The thrill that no one was safe and everyone could win. It was the show of shows, fans gathered where they could. Some came in from afar but the many could of course not afford it. There were always merchants following the show, as Money was made from it even though it was maybe not actions directly connected to it. One season took place in one city, saluted the final Champions and then OCC moved to a new city to crown the next. In this way the economy of the circus was bringing lots of potential each city that hosted it. Wizards comes, traders of course, kings and queens come to see the spectacle of blood and bowling. Everyone wanted a piece of the super stars. The entire show was too big for the city, so some late coming teams had to put up tents outside of the city gates. It was actually quite many of the teams and only the few who arrived early got a spot inside the gates. For OZZ Top, it was minor problems, the ghouls and of course, the rest of the management team had some problems with heat during days. The cold night was also a problem, but here the undead was totally unaffected. There were less practice grounds for all of the teams, but that was fine, and all was very creative when it comes to what to practice etc. every team needed. Goblins building sandcastles to land on when those big trolls were about to practice throwing. The werewolf’s had a sprint yard, one with straight line to get speed, one with obstacles to practice quick moves, right and left. The teams build a fence to simulate a football field or bloodbowl it is for sure. Down here in the south that’s what counts. Some dry dusty balls lots which just cracks when kicked due to the dryness. Some are filled with sand, harder to catch but that is also training. In MD1, the OZZ Top faces the Carnival of Orc’s. Big and green no matter which one you measure. The stable coach @Regor always tough to out plan, out play. To get the advantage you need luck, you only get a friction of it and then it is gone. The feeling of when to try, when to push when or not to is the decider for our game, at least for my part. The green way is always crunch through the opponents, grind to dust. Out here there are plenty of dust, will there be dust in the field today? Only very few knows, I’ll do my best to stay away from the dust being. Will there be some red colors on the Green skins, only a few known that too. We always have great games, this will be one more for the record, one more in the books. The blitzers of Carnival are of course always a threat THE big threat. Can we face them with our few Zombies and bones, yes we can. I’d say it might be a draw tonight. Good luck Reg! I will need it for sure.

The Song The fans tribute The next morning both Grus and Sand went up early as the expectations weather wise was high. They were not disappointed at all. The entire surrounding of the tower, no matter what window they looked through it was a sea of snow outside, up to the mountains now totally in white coating to the lowlands to the south equally white. The tree branches were heavily bent downwards as the snow wight brought them down as a longbow bent by the strength of a skilled marksman. Of course the leafless trees looked to just be found dipped upside down in some snow pot just to be put back with roots and all but now covered in snow. The sun made the snow twinkle where the sun was reflected and beams were found all over the place. Above the small town where they used to get some supplies they saw a thin fog like in slow motion, snowflakes fell it all looked like fiction. All three could not help but smile on this perfect morning. <Witch> Let's make some tea and go out and have some fun, shall we? They all went down to the kitchen and when Grus opened the cellar where they stored things needed a bit more cold than up in the kitchen they found lots of ham, buns, cheese, apples, potatoes and even some rare beer kegs with some dwarvish runes upon them. <Grus> Where did you get this, and when? Grus turned with a surprised look at the Witch, he has never seen anything like this in this storage. <Witch> Well let's say I prepared a while ago, and you two are heavy sleepers so. Be my guest and of course feel at home. After the heavy breakfast which was a normal breakfast for Grus and Sand around other circumstances it was just they have not been eating this much in a long time. <Sand> Shall we just see one more show before we get out in the snow. He dragged his finger over his nose as he usually does after feeling completely satisfied, his brother knew. <Witch> There is a special one I think will be matching this morning. They all went up again and after some buttons pressed some whispering done the recording machine started up again. It was game 5 of season 3, The Ozz Top faced the Carnival of Burzum. Both teams with good results so far. Ozz on 3-0-1 and the Carnival on 2-2-0. The mummies of Ozz Roared as they remember the last game vs orchish team, when two fellows died including the Star Ghoul Lanier Greig. But this time we will listen to the chants after the game and how that sounded. With Big booming voices, the singing started: The Carnival won the toss They have so far not seen any loss Ozz is getting ready to receive Who should go out there and who should leaaaaaave They looked at Bantha, where should I stay at! But he pointed to the rookie Ghoul, you should go back! The orcs assembled and put the powers out Only four members sitting left in the dough. The undead dough had four but were soon filled up with more As the bashing started turn one The Los zombies two were now gone. As the day was going It started to snowing Both Regor and Bantha were hinting! Be careful with the sprinting! Billy Gibbons started the slapping Big Orc “the Doctor” found himself napping It was now 9 vs 10!!! What will happen Then!!! The zombies were easy target and bashed away Then they target Gibbon, I think he is starting to swaaaaaay But he had stand firm and could not be pushed But the orcs give a try but he took it like he were brushed And Dusty Hill wanted to kill And found “Filthy fangs” flying out with a thrill But the Apo flew up And fixed the “Filthey Fangs” like a clock It was now 8 vs nine Where will he take the pigswine It went in to the scrum But there was an opening which Dan Michell fouuuuuund! Meanwhile the Bear (Orc lino we fear) punched like Orc Frank Beard the wight found his regen did not woork But when Dan popped the ball His friend Elwook could not get it at all It were already turn 4 now where to go Billy Gibbons made a switch and punched Ugorh instead And seconds later the lvl 6 super star Blitzer was found dead Elwood blitz in the very same turn Downed the blitzer without needing the reroll to burn Picking up the ball in one orc tackle zone was the goal But to much this day it were for this poor ghoul It was already turn 5 mid way in the half Some serious bashing no undead could laugh Grulkas the thrower Got the ball safely in the snow shower Turn 6 already Grulkas rushed ahead with Khazrak quite steady The TD Zone was 8 squares far away When dirty Bokir fouled Elwood to the dough tray Billy found Krull with his fist Now Krull’s memories was like a mist When Angus could blitz himself to Grulkas ball Dan rushed to assist, forcing Grulkas through a wall But in turn seven when the orc’s were actually seven Regor turned to the diced and hoped for heaven And Khazrak found the pow on his lonely dice When Grulkas shortly after dodged that was nice Now standing alone 2 squares from the zone Not even the ghouls could hurry hooooome? But did Regor manage why could not we Bantha moved his ghoul with a glee So after some movements Dan went ahead With the blitz the dodge was managed, but on the die he rolled push instead. And with that Billy Ethridge rushed to his support But he needed to sprint as he was two squares short The last team reroll was burned doing the rush When the last turn of first half and the snow went lush Khazrak started the blitz He made the dodge but the 1 die pow was a miss The last reroll was burned But on the die a skull was turned. So ended the first half and the orc’s yelled loud When Grulkas was hurt badly by the crowd Second half started and it kept on snowing It was 4 orc’s and 5 undead that was not showing They sat in the dugout worrying about pain “Did we put on this armour in vain?” Turn 9 was quite easy as nothing did happening It was a useless foul and some poor slapping The Rookie Lanier found the ball quite tricky So he used a team reroll to get the ball sticky When Orc’s nasty blitzers when left Aiming for the ball to be theft Lanier the rookie went to the right He could not stand the blitzers and did not want to fight But the path beside the crowd was blocked by dodging Khazrak So the undead pushed even more orcs to the right and now there were two Kkazrak Lanier went to the left again without tripping As he never dared to be slipping The scrum to the left was won by the orc’s The undead fell here and there as they were like stiff storks There was only one thing to do Lanier rushed back to the right with his bro Then the first blocking failed when the orc rolled double skulls. Having the thrower missing the half, Regor was down to 2 rolls The first was spent on a double Which caused him trouble When the first one was used This Regor kept so he swallowed and kept the fuse But Regor went in silence as he prayed As the turn after he saw his Lineman as he was slayed Billy Ethridge could blitz the orc downed The stable Khazrak with stand firm he held his ground Sneaked pass, Lanier did When Dan leaped over too covering any open grid The positions looked bad And Regor with Khazrak, was forced to play with the options he had Khazrak blitzed the lonely Lenier The dodge stole the last reroll, but the 1d pow was funnier. He stood there alone guarded the ball with all he skills But with frenzy we went down with a chill Up Lanier had too Picked up the ball as it had glue The next attempt was hard to complete 2 dodges and one extra sprint in the snow, it was not a little feat. But the second dodge was one to many For an extra reroll he would sacrifice his last penny. Lanier had his path to 1-0 free Should I score or what do you tell me? Of course take your reward Do it now it is not to hard With that the numbers of the scoreboard grew It is 1-0 now, could the orc’s come back no one knew Out of rerolls it was a long shot But the Orc’s assembled with what they got. The weather changed and snow went away Antenna’s kick went wrong, no one saw is it went astray Porog stood ready for the run One more TD and the undead had not won We still had two turns to make Focus now do not hesitate Porog rushed and went forward Zorg the lineman went with him as a steward Omok went to settle the cage But the last mile he felt his age He fell on the last move he was out of luck Porog roared as he felt what the f*** Undead moved and rushed in Knocked out the ball, now it looked thin The last effort was without whim As the mummy had the ball with him With that the game was at the end Bantha was very lucky, we do not have to pretend. Thanks for the game @Regor you are great The next game will be yours, that’s my faith.

Happy new year! Dark Panic Christmas passed and they received two ice skates from the Witch. Nearby was a little lake which was totally frozen and the nearby rock formation was a very suitable place to rest and bring out some nice tea and that awesome bread crumbs that were so sweet and delicious to the taste and softness. Grus could have any amount of them it felt like. Grus were also a much better skater than Sand, he learned quickly. After some bruises on knees, elbows and rump, Sand eventually learned to. <Grus> Imagine this in bloodbowl, would be funny to see. He cruised around laughing at the imagination of falling humans and orc trying to move on the slippery surface without skates of course. Sand also got the image but had to focus not falling when laughing. His elbow could not take another hit, of course it could but he could not stand the pain. The witch sat and enjoyed looking at the new found friends. They circled around and were in control now. She did of course not bother with this skating thing. She prepared the stones, brushed off the snow and laid out the extra food and the tea. It was a really long time since she was this comfortable with friends letting them into her comfort zone. The little gift was apparently a good one. So fun to give things away, it was so odd, so different when her history was more about keeping peoples to steal from her, take her things. pushing her away from wherever she was. Fathers protecting the towns, mothers protecting the kids, showing her away. But Grus and Sand were different. She felt it instantly of course she had her protection up expecting the worst. But they did not want to harm the tower, not steal things from it. they just enjoyed it, and that was the purpose of that part of the tower. She watched them, going through games after games and finally she dared to approach them. Celebrating Christmas with someone, what was a new thing. A very welcomed thing, to feel you made a difference also to normal folks. She felt a change in the air, the weather was about to change. <Witch> Come now, let's have some snacks and warm tea before it goes dark! Both Grus and Sand came directly. When the crumbs and tea were consumed, the small chat also died off. the Witch nodded to the east and pointed towards the dark clouds that was gathering in the far. It was time to head back to the tower. Back in the comfy room which now had a tall sofa before the table and cushings covering the sofa all over it. They sat down and Sand felt the pain so he was very happy with the pillows and took a really extra soft one and placed his rump and carefully leaned back on it. Ahh that was nice, he relaxed. <Witch> As this is the day the year ends, I know exactly what game to watch. Grus answered with a bit of sadness in his voice. <Grus> But I like to continue to watch OZZ Top, can we not see the next game please. He almost added “mom” but cut it out. The witch just smiled and shook her head as a no. Welcome everyone To the Game between OZZ TOP the shambling Undead vs Don’t Panic the dark Elves! Grus smiled up, waving his finger at the witch, in a “that was not nice to trick me” body language. The witch just smiled back nodding in rythme with the music in the background as the Dark elves entered the arena. Bantha looked at them, they faced those last time in the Champ, and we won but it was just by a fraction. Those slippering Dark “Don’t Panic” dudes were not to toy with. Full of tricks and just pure evil. The game started after the usual introduction, but B was fully in focus now. Dark and calm as a fish with fishy ideas, trickzies some would say. They decided to receive as they won the toss. B looked at Tys over the border of the area for coaches and reserves. Was that an evil smile he spotted? They started pounding down the rookie zombies on the LOS, and dropped our mummy with a wrestling skill. The ball, yes was safe in the thrower's hand or runner as they call themselves but we know they are “throwing”. Undead response was to challenge the “Runner” somewhat, I know the dodging skills so, just letting Tys know we were not letting him out without some pressure at least. Supported by Mummy Billy the blitzer Angus went in to make at least the dodging somewhat more trouble some. On the flank where Mummy Dusty Hill was dropped we approached carefully. Dusty was dropped again and some zombies also went down as they tried to get away and in a safe lane. But the tackle paid off and the otherwise easy dodge was troubled and cost a Team Training effort, not too bad. Undead moved up and knew they were either running down or shifting sides again, trying to widen the area covered by the slower zombie as much as we could. They went back to the “zombie” side, and smoothly dodge away from whatever trouble I tried to make. But the easy blitz turned out to be a push and Tys did not want that the team roll was called for and double skulls made the poor zombie cracked his fist and bang the blitzing darkie fell back on his own charge. Now there, suddenly the Thrower or runner was a bit alone with the ball, the cage was not arranged in the perfectness that the dark mothers would normally order. There was this “Oooh” sound from the dark fans in the rows chanting for the Don't Panic, but it now sounds that they did panic. Wights fell the path to the runner, with the “dump off” skill right there we first needed the hero Zombie to try to fell the ball keeping darkie. Risky but if we managed, it would be good. The fellow zombie runs forward assisting the previous hero and…. Bang down the runner Fenchurch went, ball scattered out from his hands back from his view or forward from the undead view. You could almost see how he roared back to the crowd cheering him on. But there were only one Ghoul in position to actually could get the ball, Billy Ethridge went all in rushed through the heaps of darkies scooped up the ball and were safe for some seconds. The chase started directly but ended as fast when Frank Beard the drummer in the team put out his foot and dropped the dark elf directly. So tackle paid out but team rr failed again for Tys. This meant easy and steady, Billy now with the ball rushed ahead now he was safe for sure. The other team mates just tried to cut down the paths and started to jump on the faces, and that was more or less repeated for the rest of the half. 1-0 to the undead or shambling undead as some now call them The next half started one LOS was ko’d and the ball was scoped up and rushed to the back side of the Mummies. But, Tys went all in and rushed and rushed and found a way to nibble on the poor ghoul 1d, turned to skull but now, Tys 1 failed 2 failed but 3 made it! I guess that’s the name and it has happened before, @Tys123the legend. So down he went and the bounce was not that bad, and Ford Prefect’s, who just dropped the ball loose, brother Arthur Dent flew in and got the ball. But the effort was amazing and not many others could follow up. Billy now cracked his knuckles as he new the task was his to get that ball loose from the pesky elfs hand. And with some team effort he did it. But the ball landed just beside Ford’s foot which meant danger. Elwood came in after the ball but the path was long and he had to go for it. He failed to get the ball but we must have it! Team training made him get it. But he could not stand there tagging Ford was not a good way as the devils minds of the dark fellows was not to be trusted. So he dodged away but the foot got stuck and Ford’s evil smile shone in the dark as the hours turned not late but. This time of the year the sun settles early, so the arena was now lit up with cauldrons of fire and huge lamp scarabs from the desert is also used to bring the game to the level it is still enjoyable for the viewers, both from afar and on site. Anyhow, the foot was entangled and B was forced again to use the wits of the heavy training during the weeks and he got it loose. But Billy Ethridge could not stay there, no it was not covered enough, so he pushed one more step down to safety and dropped! But again the training made it. He stood there panting like some animal. Totally exhausted, barely keeping the dear pigskin in both of his arms. Now the darkies swarmed up as Billy was about placed in the center of the undead play zone. Tys also saw the undead was out of extra rerolls due to training so, one little mishap and one pass it would mean game on again! So the darkies moved about charged in, moved some to defence not letting the undead to progress keeping them back there. The undead did not dare to risk too much, and took it slow. Focus was to try the foot works on those who lay down, especially that Ford dude who was more than little trouble. He went out some turns later and the progress was very little. But the undead were in 1-0 position and not needing to stress and keep the ball safe was the motto. The end came after several attempts from both sides to get or protect the ball. When the whistle blew it was still 1-0 and Billy had just passed in the Dakies defense zone. Thanks for the game @Tys123! Some moments later after the whistle some big cracks of fire were heard and there were several high whistling noises. Shortly after, the dark air was enlightened with spectacular colours. It was raining stars, flashing bolts, enormous fireworks and it just kept on coming. The entire focus of the game was lost for a moment and everyone looked up in the sky to see the magic craftsmanship from both engineers and magic. <Which> It turns out that this game was played on new years eve, and at that time they kicked the celebration off a bit earlier so more could see it. Both Grus and Sand kept on watching the amazing skylights. And with that I wish everyone a happy new year!

Merry Christmas every one

Xmas Game 3 elves on Ice Grus and Sand closed the book as the last game was finished. They looked around after the witch, where has she gone they looked at eachother with that look. With big eyes Sand looked faraway with a dreaming smile, <Sand> Look He said it in a whisper and he pointed to the window. Outside the rain had turned to snow during the game. Both rushed to the window. With both hands on the window they looked at the big flakes falling slowly to the ground. It was a tranquilizing feeling. Not as they were stressed or anything but still it brought a wonderful feeling. Without them knowing the witch followed them from afar with her eyes on them. <Sand> This brings back memories. He talked softly, with a dreaming voice. <Grus> Yes, poor mom. They had a rough time growing up in the poor section of the city. Their father never liked them. Without really knowing why, none of them could remember him smiling or laughing. Then suddenly he was just gone. Christmas time was always hard, not affording gifts. Xmas was more spent together with other families in the same situations. A small piece of bread and the soup of chicken drumsticks. It was ok, it was not the best of days. Instead the flakes brought back the time when they stole packages from the rich quarters of the city. The families where the sons and daughters got 20 or more presents. Grus and Sand only took a few, it was probably not noticed. Then Grus waved his hands just in front of his head, he only could force out a Mmm, Eeeh.. kept waving his hands. Sand knew that this was the normal thing then Grus lost the words temporarily so he waited patiently. <Grus> Do you, do you remember when we took all the presents from the Le Artobéll family. He burst out in laughter and rolled around on the floor like he was dying. Sand giggled, and could not keep it at that level but also laughed with his brother. <Sand> That was the best of all. Sand thought back in time, when he and his brother valiantly wanted to end the sad xmas that he, his brother and their mother had in the younger days. Not many others in their street had any gifts, but this year they were about to change that. <Grus> Even Tim was happy, and from that day he never bothered them anymore. Tim was the big bully boy, everyone feared. But after that day, he never laid a hand on Grus and Sand. Grus and Sand went door to door in the street and gave presents to everyone. It was the best Christmans ever. <Sand> Do you remember the snow that year was very similar to this snow we have here now. They both nodded at each other with warm smiles. The snowflakes came down more and more, soon the entire sky was white and it just kept on falling. They saw the fields below turn white, even at this hour it should be dark soon but the white layer brightened up things. <Sand> It was two years later our journey began. <Grus> Dont you start again, you know deep down it was Not your fault even if they say so. It was just a gentle push we needed to leave the place, we are better off now, right. Sand nodded <Sand> Yes we are better off now, for sure. They never noticed the witch had sneaked up on them. Both jumped up when they heard the voice of the witch. <Witch> What But she stopped as she understood they were taken by surprise which was not the intention. So once the scared faces returned to calmness she continued. <Witch> What are you looking at or after? Sand took that as she also never had a good xmas, and was unaware of what the snow meant to them. <Sand> You never have had Christmas? He asked like he did not believe it could be true. The witch looked down at him and gave a comfortable smile back. <Witch> Of course I have had, but Now it was the witch's turn to look far away in the distance, the white flakes were heavier now. Not falling softly anymore, but her focus was way beyond the horizon. <Witch> Living as a witch it means you are more or less alone most of the time. She was speaking to no one, but it was a sound of wisdom that rang in the diminished room. <Witch> It rarely snows in the parts I spent my younger days. I never liked snow. Sand thought that if you never had experienced snow as a young kid playing around with others, you understand it probably does not connect with Xmas. Celebrating with others, cheering each other up a bit. <Witch> It is really good to have you around here, shall put on some hot water and we can have a little snack with tee during a game or? They both agreed and promised to help, they all went down to the kitchen and the snack turned out to be melted chocolate and carrots to dip together with some flavored tee. It was delicious The game that was played around the same time some years earlier also had snow. The Ozz Top faced the Elves Raspel’s Ainur. <Witch> Elves on ice! The witch chuckled and mentioned it with a laugh. But Sand knew that Elves were quicker so it was probably Zombies on Ice that was the truth. The game kicked off, and the Elves had brought the wizard and some extra apothecary to secure some extra aid that might be needed. The old ghoul was replaced with a new one. He joined the starting 11 starting at the back.. The kick landed deep down in the defence zone, and Lanier II got the mission to fetch it. Undead spread out but somehow missed some parts in the mid, so the elves sneaked in to cover any “normal” advance. After some movements Lanier rushed to the right, both wights covered the right side and the crowd were covering the left. Lanier had not learned the names, but the skeleton covered his front. His back was not that protected but it needed some skills to get there, but we were facing elves so. Then the air cracked with power and down came the lightning from the wizard in the stand, but the thickness of snow probably made him flinch. Down it came and the snow burst up like a fountain of snow just to Lanier's left. Then the catcher came flying but landed hard as the surface now was muddy from all environments. Lanier moved up and joined the team in the mid, he was now covered totally by his friends The elves had a hard time, and undead legs dropped them and the wet surface also made more trouble. But Lanier could move on and finally scored 1-0 in the end. Lanier was then benched and coach B was happy with his performance. Next half started and the snow continued he saw his team move up to the center and then Halted. They just stood there anticipating the actions from the Elves. One half each waiting for the other to act. Some elves slipped through but all were taken down and kicked out. Then the elves spread out, undead came in and tried their best, but the trixy elves were too fast to move up and covered the catcher with the ball. Only Lanier was there to catch him. So he did but the one dice was not enough and pushed him in the hands of the Mummy. The clever elves used Lanier to chain push the ball keeper closer to touch down zone, and rushed through the slow legs he could not be stopped. The catcher smiled as he left the scrum behind running down to secure the draw. 1-1 coming up, but.. he had not practiced that much on the snowy surface of the field and the stable footing wiggled and he lost control, smashed his head to the ground and the ball popped out from his hand. The game ended shortly after 1-0 to the undead was the final score. Thanks for the game @raspel

The first loss Captain Zachura The lake just managed to consume the thick red color coming from the river. There were so much red in the water which has normally been crystal-clear flowing down from snowy mountains in the north. But now, there were bodies from slain enemies and friends piled up around the river and in the river. All that blood from the bodies twisted the clear lake to a reddish color. It was so thick that it took several meters into the lake until it had the power to clean it, consume the thick blood from the bodies. In the center of the river stood a man, he pulled out a gigantic sword from the last standing human part from himself. The spine in the slain man as he fell backwards to the water and the spine gripped the steel blade hindering the man from pulling it easy out. He lifted the leg, put his muddy boot on the midsection of the torso and pulled the sword with two hands while pushing the body back and away with his boot. The body fell on the other bodies, and enriched the red color with it’s own. Water was not a good definition anymore. It was muddy and red. Slippery but at least the stench from old blood was not there. He remembered old houses they conquered and in where, the blood stayed and the stench was horrible. Out here he got wind in his hair. Cold fresh air, he took a deep breath, inhaling the clear air. He felt cold and dirty. Mud and blood were all over him. His muscles were tired the battled. Dead tiered as his old friend used to say after battles. He could hardly stand anymore. His legs did not want to carry him any further. His breath was heavy, he looked down and saw the red flow did not end with his last stroke, it just continued. It was his own. He remembered his wife waiting on his return, his young girl waiting for his gift. He always brought some gifts back. That smile. He smiled and he felt tears flowing down on his cheeks. He looked up in the clear sky, some birds are gathering. But he did not bother. He looked at the battlefield where some horses run astray, they neigh loudly but, in the wind, it was soft and very far away. His company finally met the end. After all this, he thought, what was the point. He could not feel his hands anymore, the sword he always carries it fell, like in distance if hit something hard and it made that sound steel vs steel which he usually liked. The last thing on his mind was his dear wife, that he will never see again. The body did not fell, with the last of his strength, he sat down and curled up with his head pointed at the mountains. Somehow the armour he were locked the body to this position. This is how they found him several days later, Captain Zachura! He was honored a statue back at home for his bravery when he defended the city from the barbarians 2000 years ago. Today the city is gone, buried in the sands, no one remembers it anymore. Of the statue no one knows if it remains intact under the sand or it was destroyed sometimes in between. But it was there giving Zachura’s daughter some comfort that her father always protected his family. Zachura was brought back to some unnatural statement of life, he got some armour again and this time he was instructed to play some bloodbowl by his new commander and his name was Rhythmeen with call name “Bang Bang”. It was round 2, season 3 and the Undead was up vs Team Orc number 2, one to go after this one. So far the orcs has been handled better than in previous games. Bantha remembered the days when he was coaching Vampiers, the orcs was a nightmare. So the Undead handled them better as he remembered at least. The game was closing in there was one drunken General behind the bench. Both Viccy and Bantha looked at each other, why is he here and why so drunk? Our body language asked the question, and both reached out there hands to the sides as, No clue! As a reply. The General how is the formal owner of the team, sat there and yelling, singing, bragging, insulting more or less everyone around and across the field where both teams now entered. Down with the greenone! HAHA He yelled and someone beside him agreed. Bantha or simply B as he like to be called was really annoyed by not just the Generals presence, but his behavior was outrageous! <General> Ohh no, ohh my, they have a f*beep*ing star player! HAHAHA! He stroke the jug of bear to his fellow to his left, and he did not have much of a choice. Clang! Cheers!! Was loud and clear that also. <General> And look, a little Wizard!!! What good are they HAHAH! B was even more annoyed, it was true, so far wizards have had little effect on the game but telling this like that if like asking for trouble. Being superstitious B always follows his routines to the letter. How he dresses what goes where in what order. The pile of water and magic pillows to support awakening for both ghouls and the undead was correctly placed in the far-left side of the bench. The reserves were sitting in correct order. But this was bad omen, you never talk about those things, NEVER! B send a killing look to General who already had a blurry vision and ordered two more jugs of ale. The game started the team was really supporting each other just as we practiced. “I need Cover!”, the ghoul Lanier Greig shouted as he got the ball in the heavy rain. As the wizard threat was there all the time, the cage was off the and the wide fortification was initiated. The skeleton Rhythmeen went in and booted the orc laying on the ground, but it did not strike home. The “killer” wight went in for some chopping but as usual the expensive Might Blow, was never that mighty. But the orc was dropped and this time it struck home, sending the bad ass black orc away from the half in the ko’box. The Orc moved and failed to drop the always in target Dan Mitchel the poor ghoul. The star player, Dribblesnot fired of a bomb dropping Frank Beard the wight with it, but nothing more. B heard the General laughter at the attempted bomb. Billy Gibbons fell the evil blitzer and Rhythmeen followed up with a kick and sent him away permanently, the apo almost killed him. One less tackling master on the field. Lanier was covered with two ghouls and a mummy cutting of any good blitz and wizard tricks. The General was clapping his hands, nodding with a smile. Then he stopped, wtf! A big boom, and the sturdy mummy fell and at the same time the wight killer dropped to his knees. 4 others still stood the ground, but what a hell has Dribble loaded those bombs with for this game? The blitz came short after the bomb exploded it was Werkoth the black orc lvl4, pushed away Dusty Hill the mummy who still stood. After that the blitzer Toreg had enough to punch Rhythmeen. The hit took Rhythmeen by surprise and he found himself again standing in the river of blood. It was raining heavy in the game, but it was water. But the imagine from the last recorded moment that was kept from the days of living, was once more reviled to him. He saw the fields of death, the mountain the snow. He were no longer in the blood bowl field, there were no orcs, no ghouls. His friend were humans again, and they were all dead. He heard the crows and the horses in the distance and everything went black. “NOOO!” It was Dusty Hill the shrike came from. We have never heard more then some silent mumbling or carefully selected words from Dusty Hill, the mummy. <Dusty Hill> By Grabthar’s Hammer you shall be Avenged!! He roared dooming all orc’s and everything of green. He roared again stomping his foot making the solid ground tremble with the force. The nearby orc’s was shaken, but still held the ground. Viccy spoke with big, surprised eyes <Viccy> Who is Grabthar? I just shook my head as in answer, no clue! In another gesture I raised my finger pointing to the sky. <B> That was number one! No one had died before on the field. I looked angry back at the General blaming him for disturbing the game jinxing it. There was an opening to the other side, the ghouls rushed but Elwood slipped on the wet surface and went down, I cursed and yelled “Nooo!” The orc’s was ready and dropped the mummy Billy Gibbons, and the zombie next to him. The ghoul with the ball was still safe. Then Another bomb came flying, downing at Dusty Hill and with that, there was only rain between the orcs and Lanier Greig with the ball. With big eye’s he saw them coming in, rushing in with fist high. Drekk “Boom Boom” was the last thing Lanier saw, and he was dead. Everyone was silent, this was to much, what the hell is going on as the rain continued to fall on them all. Billy Ethridge blitz Drekk down to the mud, got the ball and went back away from all orc’s. Survival mode was initiated. Dan Mitchell went back to cut any corners visual. They found the pow, knocking down Dan, rushing ahead tagging Billy with the ball. Everything looked hard. Our killer wight dropped Dribble, and moved away to cut corners and Elwood moved also just to cover any direct route IF Billy made the dodge, we were just hoping. He made it and the clumsy foot from the blackorc was tired for the earlier running he missed the leg of Billy. And Billy ran like no way before, down to the Orc area behind wight and ghoul, he was far away now. But not safe, the wizard came in and throw if fire ball, hitting Billy missing Elwood, but Billy was hurt, badly hurt. One more down. Then the orc’s came again, dropping killer wight, Toreg blitzer rushed in and just got the ball as it was daylight and sunny. Undead could just run back and move around, positioned themselves before the blitz, but it never came as the dodge failed. Orcs just moved downwards the scoring line, dropped with rr Elwood, made the dodge with lineman to make it worse for the undead. 2 Turns left, The blitz came but we failed despite 2 dice to do more than a push. At least we made the dodge. Dan then took a heavy hit and it cost was a rr, but he was ko’d in the process even fewer left to defend with. Dribble down the center dropped a bomb with some evil grin and down went the mummy and Dribble, but both stayed. Frank Beard guarding wight rushes in to secure a 2d IF, and he managed so can Elwood make the dodge, and he did. The second blitz came in but again we can only push. Then the orcs line up for blitzing down Frank, but now they also roll a push, and topping it with a failed dodge as out of rr. 0-0 after first half. Starting with 10 Orcs vs 9 Undead. One Zombie was ko’d at los, 10 vs 8, it looked rally hard. The Scrum started and with more guard on the field it was uphill to say the least. The Lino with DP, was removed some compensation 8vs9. But then Antenna was injured but regen kicked in. Still 7vs9. The cage that was disturbed was again intact. When then the blitzer Toreg who failed to dodge in first half for the 1-0 then managed to dodge from the slower Mummy. Adding guard to the already guarded cage of which Argok the thrower was in the center. Then there was an opening, but all blocks failed to down anyone so the main blitz was not doing much. The Cage moved ahead a bit stalled but still progressing to the TD field. Turn 15 the score came after some cage trouble and it took two GFI and it left undead two turns to get back. But the blitz came and orc’s took the advantage moving up blocking any good path forward. There were a weak attempt to was easy handled. 1-0 for the Orcs, thanks for the game @Maggiot!

The Road back & Green flavor So there I was, tired as hell. Leaning back in the wagon. It was big, the size inside was amazingly large. I have no clue what they use this for or for who. But now it was only me and Viccy, on the way back to the town and OCC game 1 for season 3. I got some fluid that was “good” for me in my current situation. Leaving that enormous castle behind, it has been there forever and yet seen by very few. Viccy told me that the fluid was helping my body to create blood faster than just drinking water. If anyone had some knowledge in that it would be vampires for sure. I drank it or took a sip at least. There was almost no taste and it felt good. The inside of the wagon was rich in decorations, all in a dark colour and all in velvet. Looking out from the window I first had to remove the velvet curtain that keepeth the inside of the wagon dark and shady. Just as I assume the former owners or current owners like it. The outside flew by, the horses pulling the wagon were of a specialised breed and traveled faster than normal horses would be able to. I could not see the coach of the wagon and right now I did not care. The landscape was thin and dressed in winter dressing. No snow has yet fallen but it was cold outside, the leaves had fallen and the trees stood there naked. <Viccy> What is troubling you coach? You look worried? Please take some more of that drink, it will help you. Her voice was soft as always, her pale skin now makes sense. Her blue lovely eyes and teenager look was deceiving. But I knew now for sure, she was a vampire and at least double my age. Sent to protect me, my guardian angel. She was dressed like a normal teenager, too short. I was pretty sure she would be freezing, but knowing her origin I’m not sure how vampires feel cold or not. I took another sip, looked her in her eyes and asked. <B> So, you have worked for Vianna all the time? I was a bit sad about it, but I still hope she came at free will. Outside the weather was grey and the sun was hidden behind grey clouds, the wind pulled the dry leaves around forcing them to create a dance on their own. The pain in my arms woke my memories to that dungeon where Procazz kept me, those skulls biting at my arms, keeping me in that awful chair or was it a throne. I pulled my sleeves and looked at those pink markings, there were also a stitch or two. I opened and closed my hands. I looked at my tendons in my arm how the muscles and tendons worked in my forearms, affecting those scars Viccy placed two fingers at my arm fold, gently she followed my marks, slowly going down. Stopping at my wrist, she looked up at me. <Viccy> They will heal you know, after some games you will not notice those anymore. I met her wicked smile with a tired sigh, and I took another deep breath. <B> It will heal, I know. I decided to change the subject. <B> How long trip is this, when are we back with the team? I started a big yawn. <Viccy> Ohh, I thought you’d never ask. It will take a while you know, what to do. Hmm. She looked at me and dropped the bomb. <Viccy> Oh yes, I have no pants on I shut my mouth instantly, my eyes flew up wide. WHAT did she say? She laughed, and sank down on the velvet couch inside that wagon. Suddenly the wagon bumped into some rock or a hole in the road. That pulled her even more down. I was found speechless, I just did not know how to reply. <Viccy> I have no clue what to do all this time here. You have been dreaming about me, as you mention my names when you sleep. That’s cute. Mine heartbeat went bananas, and then she then pulled the evil or luring smile, I did not know which. Have I been talking in my dream? Is she just testing me, bluffing? My pause as I was paralyzed how to act, what to do. Because in my boring evening at the hotel between games mid of the week, of course her luring movement has caught my eyes. But in my mid ages she is of course off the records, I could have been her daddy. And now knowing she is probably twice my age anyhow. That teen transformation to vamp had halted her aging quite a bit. So I started with a fail <B> I.. eeh, I mean.. eeh Viccy took on a surprised look <Viccy> Ohh what happened coach, lost your speech back there Nodding her head in the direction of the castle. <Viccy> I was only kidding, be at ease man. Just take a nap, you would probably need it. But I had too much on my mind to take some rest and I could not get trapped, buy some stupid question, keep my head cool and get back to the real thing. <B> Were you part of the rescue from that demon? How long have I been away from the team? Viccy turned and looked at the roof. <Viccy> Of course I was there, saving you again. We lost your track but found it again just in time. Burned the place down, left no one. It has been the entire week boss. Getting back now, we just might get ready for the new season. My head spun with all things, who handled my team, did we pay in time to enter Season 3, I could not remember. Do vampires have periods, I have been with vampires several years I have never asked them anything regarding that type of lust. Will we get back in time, what happened if we lost the starting game. I saw Viccy talking and talking, I found myself nodding to her as I was listening. I came back and heard Viccy mention the General, our team's founder and owner. I interrupted and went to the critical question. <B> Will we manage to get back in time for the first game? Viccy nodded, and with a smile she said. <Viccy> Of course we will We did and we faced the Green once again. First half was a disaster, nothing worked and the orcs started and took us by surprise, blitzing them forward. Seconds later they stole the ball. There were orcs all over. The mummies kept some black one busy but the blitzers were on fire. But it ended with a happy punch and the ball fell out from the orc hands, and then the Ghouls swarmed the ball making the pickup really hard. So they managed a 0-0 first half. The problem now was, it was the Orcs drive. But the orc found trouble and two lineo’s was sent of with a heavy punch from mummies and suddenly there path down in undead territory was closed off by sidestepping ghouls. Stepping back opened for an opportunity which worked and seconds later the ghoul ran down the lane settling 1-0 to the undead. 2 turns left but when Green thrower the pickup it was a short thing to remove the only scoring threat and 1-0 was the final result. Thanks for the game @Leman_X_Russ <B> Phew, that was a fight, who is next, do we know? <Viccy> It’s green flavors again.

The Promise Vianna’s introduction The game ended and both Grus and Sand looked with dreaming eyes on the Witch, <brothers> Tells us more Both sounded like they were in a choir. They looked at each other and laughed. Even the witch was amused and the happy mood was contagious. She smiled the widest smile they have seen on her. <Grus> Yes where you with this from the beginning? <Witch> No I was not, but I was one who helped it get started. Back then I was the witch in the swamp, indeed I was one as the other. There is a good reason for that, I tell you that. When you practise the powers of magic, you must be able to do from time to time the forbidden. You must thread on the path which is not really allowed by all and forbidden by others. In order to do that you must secure your own safety, right? The brothers looked at each other and did not really see where this was going, but sure there was some logic in it. The witch continued after that half agreed looks on their faces. <Witch> So one day the wanderer came to pay a visit. How he knew where I was I never found out. <Sand> The Wanderer who was that? Witch looked at him with big eyes. <Witch> Aha, sometimes forget. He is the creator of this marvelous creation. She gestured with her hands on the surrounding building. <Witch> I will never tell his name, as an old witch I have learned to be very careful telling true names to others so I keep his and mine in the unknown. She smiled at them waiting for an agreement nod or some words. Soon there were two heads going up and down like, please get on, do not keep us waiting. <Witch> Thanks young one. So I was amazed with his skill and powers, he had the sparkle you rarely see. It was like he was a half god, marked and yet, he was just a human. A remarkable one. He asked for a small favour he said only I knew. And it was like keeping an egg and never doing an omelet. So when he was done, he showed me, as I did not believe him. And then I promised to support him fully.I left the swamp and followed him all around. From time to time I stayed here conjured magics I never knew before but things he brought back guided me. So there are things here only known by few. Let me show you how it started for OZZ Top season 3. With that she lend over and pressed somewhere below the play button as she has told them the buttons' true names. Coach Bantha sat with his team, the OZZ Top, celebrating the last game as it meant they won S2 division so they were going back to the top, Championship of OCC. The mummies still mourned the loss of the last game, it was so close. The ghouls were feasting happily on the meat that was gathered in the celebration. The wights had some odd face motion when they got some magic tee they sipped at through a thin straw. After the celebration the entire crew was happy and even the necromancer could relax for a bit. The General who was the team owner joined them half way through and showed happiness indeed. Bantha had never seen him that pleased before. I wonder if he had a bet on the outcome. Bantha thanked everyone and left for his hotel in town, it was time to prepare for the next season. The plans and who was there with OZZ Top was still not settled. Back in his room, he sat down in his comfortable chair and looked at the opponents. He rolled down the pargemet and read from the top. Three orcsisch, sounds bad. Orcs are always bad. Pumped up like cheaters. 4 Blackorcs and 4 blitzers, and they are always around. Well well I knew the path but it is always tough. Next Bantha mumbled as he was reading. Skaven, aha, they are full of tricks. Elven union and the old Dark elfs are still there, impressive. We have had good results vs both in the past. Aha and then the old undead team, haha, winner of S2, impressive indeed. I saw what they did and it is amazing he pulled it through. And then some Then the door opened. A big thing entered, he bowed just to fit through the door. Wide shoulders, big arms. On his head he had three horns that circled around themself. Building up to one bit horn like a unicorn. But one of the three was pulled loose somehow, it peeked to the right instead of joining the other two in a perfect pointing horn. His face was pure red, normal human nose, one evil red eye. The other eye was really odd, it looked like a small human foot stuck out, where the boot was peeking out, just as the rest of the body was pressed into his head. The foot moved around as he was looking with it. Then his booming voice sounded. <Chaos Lord> Hello dear coach. Nice to finally meet you. He produced a smile, it was a forced smile. I thought about how he got by the guards on the lower plane. As I nodded and greeted him. <B> Hello there, this was unexpected, who brings me the honor of this late visit? He certainly looked like a chaos lord, but why was he here? <Chaos Lord> Yes down to the letter, good I like it that way. I am Prologiouz Cazzardakk, you can call me ProCazz, I like the tune it brings. The fear it summons. He laughed like a mix from hounds barking and some odd human leftovers as laughter. It correctly brought the chill to my bones. <Procazz> I am here to offer and guide your future. With that he smiled and that smile showed me the 30 nails as teeths sharp as nails I was sure. <ProCazz> From this day I will honor you with my presence all the rest of your life. All the rest of my life, I had to buy time here, not sure where this was going. <B> How can you be so sure of that? He smiled and pressed one of his fingernails to his thumb until it started to bleed. He looked as the blood followed it with his eye. <ProCazz> When I make a promise I cannot break it. Have you read the book we gave you as a winning offer? That was a fine win to get out off the last season on top. I knew we got an odd book with some pentagram on the outside, it was not that thrilling to even open it. <B> Yes I have seen it, but not read it, yet. <ProCazz> Why have you not read it yet! He yelled at me, and saliva was spitted out word by word in a very hostile way. I was calmer than ever, not sure I could stay that calm longer. <B> Well if I gave you a hat, you would not wear it directly would you? <ProCazz> Well I cannot wear hats! He yelled at me, he did not need any more delays. <ProCazz> Will you pretty please, read that book! He pointed at the book lying on the bookshelf. I turned and looked at it. It was in a blood red color. <B> I will not at anytime in the near future read that book, and if you do not mind, I do not accept visitors this late so please And there I lost conscious. I woke up, some minutes or hours or days later. My head feel squashed. My arms was locked by some things, as I coughed and when doing so, I tried to move my hands to my chest but I could not. The air here was like on fire. Dry and every breath was hurting my throat. I gaps for air. Well well well, a booming voice sounded. I know where that came from ProCazz for sure. <ProCazz> Did I not tell you your last hours were with me. And I have not even asked what I wanted from you, you just COULD NOT LET ME TALK, COULD YOU! He closed in, and his shoes slammed down every step. Some were on solid rock it sounded and some crushed things while closing in on me. I opened my eyes but it was blurry and I could not focus, some movement here and some there. Too many things moved around. There was a bark of some kind. <unknown> Punish him, puuuunish! A thin voice sounded above all other sounds. I heard things boiling, stones rolling, fluid pouring. I felt more and more drained, this was it then. Fantastic! <ProCazz> So now you let me speak, wonderful. I will offer you to be my Coach, for my warriors. My master loves the blood bowl game and I am willing to have you guide my creatures of the night! Of Blood! He roared. <ProCazz> And you only need to sign here with your blood. He chuckled at me. <ProCazz> And if you choose not to, I will end your little life. With that I will follow what I promised however it ends. I finally cleared my eyes, I saw my arms were locked to the chair to skeleton mouths tugging down on my arms. They have penetrated my little skin and blood was trickling down from the armchairs to some cup of some sort. Keeping my blood. There he was, dipping a pen in my blood asking for signing my life to his bidding. I was near fainting again, I had no clue how long I was kept there and how much blood I have lost. And suddenly some crashed in the big doors keeping others out from this hellish pit. I started to blink, things were a blur again. I heard screams, female screams. Do NOT TOUCH HIS BLOOD! There were fights, I heard other screams, like a storm entered. Some time later, I’m not sure if I fainted or not. But suddenly what kept me upright, lost its powers and I fell forward. I had no strength left to cover any landing. The skulls left my arms. Something got me and I was lost again. Again the time was unknown to me, but I woke up in bed. A high bed with long sleeves covering the one using the bed. It felt so nice, soft and warm. I heard some whispers and a distant bell rang three times. I sat up in the soft bed, the pillows were gigantic, and all white. Someone pulled the covering linen from the side. A familiar face popped out from the lady who removed the cover. It was Viccy, my old savor from skaven and god knows how much. I smiled and she smiled back. <tall lady> Welcome Bantha. She had a voice like an angel. Dressed in a thin white dress covering too little. Her bosom was clearly showing more cleavage than I was used to. <Vianna> I am Vianna, lady of the keep. I see you noticed Viccy, my dear daughter. We have kept our eyes on you for a while, and we just saved you from the chaos gods. <B> You did what? My throat was dry, I could not speak any more. I sounded like I was 120 years old I imagined. <Vianna> Here please have some water. I took the glass and sipped the water, it looked like water anyhow. It tasted good. <Vianna> So, from one barging to another. But this is just our request. We would like you to be our coach when the time is mature enough to welcome vampires back to the blood bowl again! Currently we cannot join for reasons I do not know, but when we are allowed back we would be happy if you would join our team then as coach nothing bound but of free will. Blood bowl, holy moses! <B> Dear Vianna, how long have I been here? Season 3 is about to start at any time I’m afraid. But for sure, I would be happy to join the team, but I must warn you there is no plans in the near future, so it might take time. She smiled and reached her hand towards me. <Vianna> That I’m aware of, the time is no trouble, it was your interest that was. But this sounds good, not Viccy keep an eye out for trouble will ya, and lets escort this gentleman back to his current team. Will you do that for me my dear Viccy? <Viccy> Of course dear mother, I would be happy to.

The witch S2 Game 7 Grus felt a bit better his nose stopped dripping and dripping. His head also was clearer. He felt a bit restless, after watching some game you really wanted or felt the need to move around. Grus was curious on how the upper floors looked, he remembered he saw one broken glass in the window. Why not check it out. So he crawled out of the pile of colting and pillows. He scratched his back and looked at Grus still in the pile. Grus continued to scratch what did that came from, so itchy. He found a woolen stitched muffler sticking out one of its ends from the heap. He saw that tal ladder, reaching up to the next floor. That old skeleton still watched them all the time. But it has not moved yet so, I guess it was dead for real. Watching all whose games with undead makes you think twice. Some time passed and Sand woke, with a big yawn. Letting the sleepy eyes adjust to the dim enlightened room. It was only lit up by those odd crystals hanging in the big lamp center in the room above the table. He yawned again, unashamed. When he heard a faint sound like a door cringing from opening. Sand focuses his eye in the direction from the sound. There as it looked stood an old lady upon a ladder and it looked like she did some things with some books. No alarm clocks went off, so he just watched. The strange person, it looked like a lady. Checked some books and returned them to the shelf. Picked up a new one from a bag or something which was on the other side of the person, so Sand could not see it. She, if it was a lady, she quickly flipped through the book. Moustiered the finger with the tongue and continued to flip the pages. Closed the book, read the side and returned it to the shelf. Then her head turned and looked straight at Sand, who froze instantly. <Person> Ah you are awake little one, are you not eeh, yes? The voice was clear and still some init that was not original, like it was not her mother tongue. When Sand did not answer, she started to go down the ladder which leaned on the shelf. <Person> Shey are we that to day, yes? With one hand she put one strap on the left shoulder, it was connected to a bag of some sort. It looked empty as it swung free on her side while moving down. <Person> You were tired, yes? She had a leather poncho covering her inner clothes, the color from here looked brown with stains from many years and long travels. It looked worn on the edges. Long black hair untied went over her back down to the elbows of her arms. Her arms were thin, long bony fingers, each had a long nail. Down at the ladder she turned toward him. <Lady> Do I have to do something to start your talking ability to work, yes? Then she pointed at the crystal lamp in the enter and twisted her hand, like she was turning a knob. Sand dropped his jaw when the light shone stronger and stronger. With big eyes returned to the lady. He popped up a hand and waved. <Sand> Hello?’ He asked just if that was good enough to please her. She both smiled and nodded, both hands met resting on a leather belt. Her poncho still did not reveal that much. <Lady> Wonderful Sand, thanks. Sand did not first relate that it was strange that she used his name, and then he stood up in a jumping pose ready for action. The lady laughed and nodded. <Lady> Quite bright but quite slow, yes. Her nose was pierced, he saw now as she moved closer to the table. Her left nostril was pierced with a clean golden ring. Her nose was remarkably small and quite even at her age. The wrinkles and her age was somehow shown in the skin both on face and arms. Her hand he saw now was totally covered in tattoos of runes and other strange markings. Her nails were all in different colors. Who is this woman! Sand thought. <Lady> So, do you enjoy this amazing creation, yes? Without answering, Sand just popped the question on his mind. <Sand> Who are you, how do you know my name, how did you get in here? The strange person batted her eyelashes at Sand, waved with her hand to her face as cooling it down. <Lady> Ohh my he does talk, and here all in one sentence! She squeezed her eyelids, trying to see something out of the ordinary. <Lady> Ahh there you are, all well, yes? Nothing happened. <Lady> Very well then, so where were we. She stood them, right beside the stone table, looked at everything there, like checking if anything was out of order. Then she continued. <Lady> Who I am, is not important, it is what I do that is important. But then Only. She emphasized the word Only <Lady> Only if you like this creation. Her hand went out, like she was to fly, but then she just spun one complete turn. Using the creation and meaning everything in this room and maybe tower. <Lady> This will probably be dust and in ruins if I do not come by every now and then. Keeping it alive you can say. She waited a bit, like if she expected a comment, when none came she continued. <Lady> And I know your name because I asked for it, and I always get what I want. She smiled at Sand like, I am serious. <Lady> How I got in here, well you got in here so why should I not be able too? Yes? Grus looked at the open shelf and pointed towards it. <Grus> What did you do over there? She followed the outstretched arm. <Lady> Ahh I added some books of course. Or volumes as some like to define them, yes. Have you not noticed the Age of the tower vs the age of the stories, they don't really match do they? She tapped the last volume with one of her long nails. <Lady>This is young compared to the tower. Without changing her head or any movements she suddenly declared. <Lady> Is that your brother closing in on us, yes? Sand turned his head, and there came Grus trying to move without sound. Sand nodded. <Sand> It is all safe and you need not to hide. <Lady> That must be your brother? <Sand> How do you know I have a brother? The old lady just smiled. <Lady> Shall we see a special episode I know a feature we can try. Without waiting she touched the stone just below play, paus forward and backward buttons. Instead of the normal presentation, the two teams entering the field. It was seen from the eyes and vision from a single player. The Ghoul Billy Erthridge entered with three ghoul friends in the OZZ TOP team. He glared at the super clean elfs, they were so clean. Why on earth put the effort to clean clothes just about to get dirty. He just did not understand. He still did not know how old the blood stain on his elbow armor was, or who it came from. Billy looked at it and smiled. The elfs have 5 super rookies, or wannabes as Dan liked to call them, those who do not benefit from the team training. He knew Bantha trained us a lot to get us out of trouble, when you least expect it. The elf’s had a wizard and two super stars, Elf bullshit, come as you are clean ears! He made a bit gesture to one of the elf’s. They look so tasty. Undead won the toss, the elf’s lined up. He was always nervous until the ball sailed up in the air, then everything got focused to another level. He watched the ball, tried to anticipate where it would land. Coach had trained them well and set up these clean bags of shit. He did not like elf’s not anyone. Looking at the pigskin the elf’s burt through the defense. WHAT! Dan Mitchell was downed, why was he in the front? Never mind, the elf’s did not move ahead. The ball landed two squares behind him. But Lanier should grab it. Billy just followed so he did just that. The two mummies just made some bone crushing tunes hammering the two wannabees to the ground so hard they were excused for the rest of the game. Not bowling material, Billy thought, he then looked for some leftovers but nothing to nibble on was left. He stood just beside Lanier with the ball and the mummies was in the front keeping some space between them. Elf’s pushed Frank the wight on the right side, and just stepped back a bit with no threat yet. There were some shouts from the stand and he heard Bantha yelling, WIZARD FORMATION!! Ohh yes darn I lost it when I saw the blood that was spilled. We moved all up a square and both me and BBQ, as we call the skeleton covered Lanier with wide formation, not luring in any wizards darn burning orb. The elf’s charged in on Dan again, what has he done? He was on the other side also. He might be too dirty Billy laughed a bit to himself. He saw Angus charging down a wannabe, failing but the weekly training saved the day and knocked him out of the field, what a nice fist. He then moved to support Dan who took down the next wannabe, and with that we had good coverage of the right side so Lanier took the pigskin there. I took the base defense, backing up looking all over the field, it looked good. But with the elf’s who knows. But the elf’s had nerves, they just backed up and one wannabe wanted to show he was good for the team and alone he dodge around getting in our defense field. I could eat his entire heart without chewing it, he thought and got hungry. I just want HIM, and I charged in, pushing him towards Dusty Hill, the giant Mummy. Darn, I must keep those thoughts away, he remembered the coach 's warning. I then pushed him, and pushed him so he ended up with Dusty, who hammered him down and you could hear the bone cracked. My mouth watered, but no bones to chew on were left. And now we switched corners again, the back was not covered by Rythmeen and angus, just in case as we now were closer than ever to this team of thieves. Poor Dan was targeted again, ohh my what is something he said? Lanier now moved into scoring range, a bit early I assumed. So I followed up, covering the open space near the sideline. No sign of wizardry as of yet, but there was time. But the elf just moved away, how tricky. Argh what are they doing! We slowly advanced, Billy Gibbons, the mummy lifted the fourth wannabe out from the field knocked out.. Two turns left, I covered the front side, just ahead of the touch zone. Eldril the witch came in and stared Elwood in the eyes and you saw, he just lost himself. NOO! The last wannabe missed the dodge, but the practice paid off, he could continue and tagged Rythmeen. Then La Bourgogne blitzed in like a flash. 1D on Lanier, perfect hit, he dropped him. Lanier placed the ball beside Angus who was ready. But the blitzer had enough, moved in, took the ball and went out as Angus was not even there. Right beside the line, but with side step, not too much worry. The second star player jumped over and tagged Angus. the Lineman manasoo, flew in and tagged Dan. What the hell man! I rushed to La Bourgogne side, and then came Antenna, blitzing him down with a wrestle. But the ball flew out and it was thrown back in mid zone. Angus then dodged away from Darkwoid, got the ball and ran back but still last in line. Then the orb of fire came, knocking Angus down, but missing Lanier. The Darkwoid came in to support La Bourgogne getting the 1d on Lanier a push would mean an open path to the ball and disaster. But skull rr skull, and turnover. With Antenna and Lanier, we could surf Darwoid the star, but then no sure hand to the ball, I stood ready, it was more or less up to me now. Meanwhile Dusty Hill crushed Eldril the bone broke, he was not to be seen anymore. Angus took the ball, sprinted towards me, handed over safe and sound, I then rushed to the TD Zone getting that 1-0, what a feeling! The elf was 7, and they dropped and kicked at Dusty Hill, not nothing bothered him that day. Second half. One wannabe recovered so now they were 8. They again blitzed Dan Mitchel, he was downed but fine. Moved a bit to our right side, where I was covering the side. Superstar Darkwoid run down and stood in center mid in our part of the field. But Angus came in and made soup out of him. Me and afterburner covered La Bourgogne on the right side. Erebus with the ball moved back out from any threat. La Bourgogne blitzed me after support but it was a 1d and I just stepped away. But La Bourgogne just dodge through me, he was super quick and as in oil he just slipped through. They now had the catcher within range and La Bourgogne of course. Me and Angus, covered La Bourgogne, while Antenna and Lanier took down the thrower. Elwood rushed ahead to cover Erebus. And our two mummies took out two wannabes. Then Rhythmeen came in with the foot, Impress on Ireland, who got a neck injury but it was saved by apo. 4 elf’s left. Erebus runs to mid, draws his arm as a string to be releasing the arrow. Then it flew, so straight it was unreal. Down on target who just stood beside him. La Bourgogne fumbled the ball, and I saw my moment at grabbing it while it was wobbling in La Bourgogne arms. Angus took him down, and I ran down and everyone gathered around me. Billy Gibbons blitzed Erebus, killed him out right with a perfect punch. He will not be throwing anything anymore. But I kept my focus with the ball. La Bourgogne were then fouled out, and with 2 elf’s left. I could safely run in 2-0 ending the game with that. Thanks for the game @Khuno Tridentis, sorry for the RIP.

The first snow S2 Game 6 Sand paused the voice from Maz, the little creature bound to the magical room to read all books by the demand from the listener for eternity. Grus was already asleep halfway through the game. The sound from Mac that was produced had somehow really calming effects on the listeners. A tranquilizing effect, he remembered that both he and his brother were really mad at each other, he could not remember why, but midway into the game, everything was fine. Sand could now also feel the cold all around them. It was like creeping in on them from everywhere. Now even the stone table was growing cold. This will not work, we need to heat this place up a bit. Sand left Grus on that spot in that heap of clothes, pillows and towels. Only his nose was seen from afar peeking out from the pile. Entering the kitchen below, his belly rumbled reminded him that, yes it was a while ago they got any food. There was nothing left in here now. All cleansed from anything to eat. Sand checked his pocket for coins, but there were just some few coins left. Without any hope, he still went to the small town. He had to take some actions now, he new that. Entering the little shop called “Ellies Little Bag”. It was the shop he had visited before, buying some food and other supplies. Small but rich in almost anything and everything. It was filled with jars that stood on other jars, bags on other bags. Not much room for anything, but I guess everything was already here, he told himself with a smile. <Ellie> Can I help you? The familiar voice of the very helpful lady Ellie who owned the little rich shop of goods. Sand blushed, he did not know why, he felt ashamed for asking for some favors from Ellie. <Sand> Yes dear lady, I do not have much left, but I’m willing to work if you need help with anything, well not anything but as long as I can support I’ll do it. My brother is a bit ill, but I need some food and some herbs and maybe some thicker gloves for both of us. It is getting cold. He said that looking up at the lady with some eyes almost bursting into tears. He could not help himself thinking and speaking about his brother in need. His feelings took him by surprise. <Ellie> Do not worry little one. She tilted her head smiling down at him offering him a handkerchief. <Ellie> Dry those up dear one, I’ll give you a bargain you cannot refuse. Please tell me your name, will you, and then you can take what you want for free. Sand looked puzzled, still sad about his brother's condition and now shocked by the helpfulness from this kind gesture. <Sand> Is, is… I mean, you truly mean that Ms, I… I He tried to formulate the words but they didn't come out. He just couldn't understand how she could be so kind. <Ellie> Your name sweet one. She blinked three times with a warm smile. <Sand> I’m Sand Ms, Sand at your service He nodded his head like an expression of how much he liked to help with what he could. <Ellie> Well well, Hi Sand at your service She giggled like a girl, which Sand did not expect at all from a not that young lady. Some alarm bells woke Sand from his happy feeling and suddenly he felt threatened that something was wrong. With that Ellie stood straight up, she was much taller than Sand had ever seen her before. It was not the first time he was there, but they never said much and he always paid with coins. Until now. <Ellie> What is wrong Sand! Ellie's voice was also changed. Not soft at all. Sand looked around backed up to the door. <Ellie> There is no need for this, you just provided your name, and now you can take what you want. I mean no harm to my customers. Her voice was backagain, to the soft harmonious melody Sand, still not comfortable with the situation. Looked around for some clues. <Sand> Why can I have anything by telling you my name? Where does all this come from when the town is as little as it is? Sand did the calculation like the Sand normally did before he went into that tower. Is the town also part of the odd power or spell the tower was under? Ellie raised her eyebrow in a surprising look. <Ellie> There is nothing odd about my goods. We actually have quite a few travelers passing by here. And your name was requested by an old friend of mine. Sand is still not happy about the answer. <Sand> Who and why wished for my name to provide anything from here, it sounds too expensive to be true. <Ellie> I will not tell you who, but I can assure you there is no need to be alarmed. This person has this habit to learn and know the names of the frequent visitors to the Tower. As you have been in and out for a while, you were an interesting fellow to learn more about. <Sand> And just how does this man know I visit the tower? <Ellie> Ohh this is known to a lot of people in the town here. Common knowledge you can say. <Sand> Is it his, the tower? <Ellie> No, I do not think anyone Owns the tower anymore. It has been like it is now, as long as anyone can remember. as it does not provide power, no threat, no harm. Creatures who like to harm it grow bored by it, because the lower area is already a mess. Creatures who want profit out of it learn it has no profit. Usually they just leave it as it is. Ellie sat down, reaching out with her hands. <Ellie> All this is mine, I have worked hard to establish this shop here. I have received help from many. I do not see any problem for me to help you and your brother. The person who wanted your name has helped me the most, it is as simple as that. Sand calmed down, relaxing his shoulders and took a deep breath. <Sand> I see, sorry but it all sounded really strange and that tower is very strange indeed. <Ellie> Did you bring your backpack? Sand nodded and lifted it up and put it on the shelf. When Sand started to move back to the tower, snow started to fall. Big heavy flakes fell from the sky, it looked so fine. When he got into the kitchen he brought some wood with him. He had to take the climb in several turns in order to bring it all up. That ladder seems to grow everytime he climbs it. Grus was awake, and when sand told him what he brought he took thicker clothes on directly. But he has better colour now on his face at least. They attempted to bring some stone formed a little circle to have as a base for the fire. Sand told Grus about the snow. Grus ran to the widows and looked out. It was all covered in thick snowy landscape now. But Grus could feel the cold creeping in through the thin window, he felt the chill and went back to help with the fire. They spent quite a while trying to get the wood to ignite but no flames stuck out from the sparkles they made. Grus tried some attempts, who was the master of this. He could start a campfire in the rain. But here nothing worked. But the positive side was they got the heat up while working on the fire. Grus was almost sweating now. <Sand> Shall we follow this up with some games? <Grus> What a fantastic idea. Sand pulled out the last surprise for Grus four bottles of beer. Grus’s jaw just dropped and nodded vigorously. “To Day we have the honor of Dakaman and the “Da Orcs” simple to the point, splendid! They aaare faciiing the Undead lead by Bantha with the “OZZ TOP”” All fans around the arena bursted out, the battle between the fans started with trumpets screams, drums. The teams came out, when the ref tossed the coin in the air. The ref turned to Dakaman to select as he just won the toss. As usual, the bashers want to receive so they can color the brown green grass on the field with some red colors. Even now when it was more bone colors to be spilled. Standard setup with one exception for the undead, as the “killer” was away in this game they also had brought in one Keg so the possible ones who are knocked out, could gather themselves a bit faster. The Orcs stood up as normal to them, all in front one in the back.. the thrower “Shin-breaker” lvl 2. And with that the whistle started the game. Smooth as an Orc, all zombies were down but all stayed. The blitz from Roolag “Collateral Damage” (BlackOrc) failed and the push on Antenna (Zombie) made Billy (Ghoul) sidestep into contact with Roolag. Vurak (Black Orc) Tagged Billy (Mummy) , hindering him from doing anything else but hitting him. Ball picked up and rushed center wise some blitzers moved back to cover any fishythings from the ghouls. Vurak went down, Roolag went down only first after the frenzy extra punch and Dusty Hill (Mummy) made the blitz downing a Black Ors in midfield. Then “Bang Bang” (skeleton) with Dirty player sent his boot deep into Roolag who now was swarmed with undead, he was ko but the ref saw this, sending out “BangBang” with the Red card. 10 vs 10. Two zombies downed and blitz pushed the third zombie, ball keeper Sokur rushed up 4 squares from mid center line, two defenders on each side. In return, Billy strikes down and strikes out Vurak (Black Orc), Dusty (Mummy) strikes out Grulkas lvl2 (Black Orc) and amazingly Billy (ghoul) strikes out Kreen (Lineman) the rest sneaks up in the mid center scrum. It was now 7 vs 10. Da Orcs, scrum masters as they are, took down the scrum line of zombies and wights. Moved the ball to the right side away from the undead on the left side. One black orc was downed and Billy (Mummy) could only push with the blitz, tagging Sokur with the ball. The ghouls were thrown in tagging him with all. The blitz came from Zokram removing one ghoul, but double skulls forced a rr and it saved the day, pushing him away. The dodge from Sokur failed as the big mummy leg dropped him, but the last rr saved that one and Sokur continued. Then 1d attempt to free up orc brothers turned to a skull, and that removed the orc (Blitzer) form the field ko. Billy could reach Sokur knocking him over with a blitz and Elwood grabbed the ball, running down in the Orc area. All other orcs were downed even if it took a rr, the following turn was a blitz but it failed the dodge of course, and next rounds was quite unlucky. Not much more happened Orcs stayed and Elwood scored turn 8. 1-0 Morkran and Krenn the two lineman, did not recover in time, and still Argok (Lineman) was on the bench, fielded 11 orcs anyway. Undead started to catch the ball, Billy took it with a firm grip. Three orcs on the line of scrimmage downed but no problem there. The blitz turned to a push. Undead looked small covering sides with zombies. Billy in the mid center. Roolag came in downing Antenna and followed up, tagging the defenders of Billy, and Drekk joined him the two Black Orcs looked like they were in command. Small movements in the back covering any attempts to advance. 11 vs 11 Billy (Mummy) injured Zokram but everything else was pushed, Billy (ghoul) moved back with the ball not advancing at all. Orcs moved on, struck down zombie here, zombie there. Marching up. Undead was unsettled and blitzed away 1d, skull rr push. Sprinted away after that covered by the next ghoul. Orcs was in power, pushed away and could then 1d blitz Billy with the ball, but he got away with bothdown. Zombie goes down, lineman (Orc) dodged away from Mummy Billy, and blocked the route for the ball carrier. Mummy could then free up Frank (wight) who could free Billy (Ghoul) so they could run down to a safer zone in orc territory. Dan Michell (Ghoul) followed up to cover his back. But it was bad positioning, “Boom Boom” blitzer came in with guard and Grusk followed up with frenzy and tackle, böitzed and knocked down Billy with the ball. Stunning Billy but failing the second dodge ending the turn. Both mummies knocked down Blitzer and black orc, down the lane Antenna did a 1d Block to free up Frank the wight, who could blitz free Lanier and Elwood, both ghouls. Elwood could rush in and get the ball while Lanier and Dan kept the side and back free from direct “access” Some down field blocking and two blitzers who advanced to the mid and Boom boom dodge away from mummy to make some sort of availability if shit happens. Lanier tagged “BoomBoom” and seconds after Billy the ghoul charged in with a blitz but both stayed there the orc refused to be moved. After that Dusty hill (mummy) blocked the Lineman without skills and both went down, but the orc was slain in the process the apo did not even flinch. So shit did happen and both Dvorak and Grushk ran back to take that inch of opportunity that was raised. Even Sukor the thrower ran back to support. Boom Boom started the blitz dodges away from the puny ghouls and charged the ball keeper, 1d but an arrow was found and a simple push was the result. Some orcs were dropped, Boom Boom was found surfed but his fans on that side did not act at all. 2-0 as the result but Boom boom was unharmed. 2 turns more of the game and not much was made of interest. Thanks for the game @DakaMan

The winter is coming S2, Game 5 With tired eyelids, Grus rubbed his dry hands over his eye’s. Trying to clear out any particles that annoyed his dry eyes. He blinked several times, coughed a bit and drew in some air through his wet nose. He took his arm sleeve and dragged it over his nose, I hate this cold he muttered hardly noticeable if you were only a few steps away from him. Where was his brother now, it hurts, the head hurts. He rested his head on some cloth which was piled up as a pillow of some sort. Reached for the hot tea cup, just out of reach. Darn, he had to move to reach it. He thought and then he remembered the last time he checked it was already cold, that one too just as his nose. His head rested now, it feels good. I just relax a bit more and with that he curled up like a Christmas bun. In this shape, Sand, his brother found him. He hurried up the long stair to the mid or at least upper area of this odd tower. He found a kitchen below and found it actually works and he could turn on the stove. He had already forgotten how long they have been here now. Never before did they even try to do anything else but to use that odd table. Telling stories it did they both love them. But now it has been growing cold in the old tower, is it already turning to winter? he wondered. I think it must have been at least summer when they found the tower, he could not really remember. Ouch his body withdrew from the hot cup as he climbed the ladder, he burned the thin sensitive part above the wrist. He hurried up the ladder, rushed by the big skeleton in the high seat and there he was. wrapped up like a little infant his brother. Sand rushed around in the backpack, searching where was it. He knew it was in there, he did put it here he was sure. Common, he said out loud. Ahh there was the warm hood he searched for. Taring it over Grus head gently, covering his ears. There you go brother, he gave him the warmest smile he had ever given his brother. But it was cold in here for sure, brushing his arms bringing some heat up due to the resistance in the fabric of the actual thin shirt he wore. He started to wake up Grus, slowly and gently rubbing his arms with the new found towel. Sand needed to get this hot water with the Valerian herbs to Grus, while the water was hot. He heard in his younger adventures this was better served warm. Grus opened his mouth, whispering soft words. <Grus> Is it you, my brother, are you, are you there? He did not even open his eyes, and Sand saw they were clogged with some thick glue like pasture, it looked like. He held the cup close to his mouth, “open up brother” he whispered as not to frighten him. “This is good for ya”. He knew it was hot, but it was important not to linger around. He tried to help Grus to get a taste of it. Grus shrugged backwards a bit reacting to the sudden heat. But Sand did expect this and kept the balance, not letting any liquid come to waste. Some struggle but there, finally when he tasted the content of the cup, it helped. Grus did not resist it any more. With a big clunk it was all gone. Sand was happy, with this he was sure whatever Grus had caught, he was to get helped now. The power of Valerian was stunning, he had seen it work earlier on the battlefield and in the small town they visited earlier. Curing illness “faster than a wizard can” his aunt always said. Sand brought the big jar of water out of the backpack. Sand moistured the handkerchief and cleaned the eyes of his brother, the odd almost creamy substance had to go. <Grus> Thanks Sand Honest eyes looked back at him. Sand took a deep breath, letting the air out. <Grus> Shall we watch something? They both curled up giving each other the heat the bodies created. <Sand> Yes that sounds good, shall we continue with Bantha’s journey in season 2 I think we left off as game 4, then I will check how to get some heat up here. Grus nodded and turned towards the board, and there the game 5 materialized suddenly. “YoyoYo boys and girls Get READYYYYYYY” the speakers yelled at them from the arena spoken by the famous ghoul Slippery Showgun. With extreme lungs and throat almost a mega amplifier on its own. The Uuuuuundeaaaaaad vs the Nuuuuurgleeeeeee. Or Bantha vs Leffe!!! Drums please!! On to the pitch from the left corner came the passionated Rotters!!! We have Mr McMahon, the lvl 1 rotter almost free from filth. And there is Buddy Rogers, lvl 2 rotter trained in the ways of blocking!! Next Ivaaaaaon Koloff, Lvl3 both wrestle and tackle awesome skill! And then the mighty rotspawn Great Khaaaaliiiii!!! With guard and stand firm he also has all the foulness you can think of, stay away or decay!! Then comes the Blooooters! “Big Daddy Cool” Diesel lvl 2 sitting on the blocking skill, stay away I can feel the smell from here! Then we have Goldberg, the brother of Diesel also lvl 2 block it is. Psycho Sid the big one, lvl 3, block and guard, what a foul combination!! Then the Kane lvl 3 with the same block and guard, soo nice to have. We then have the famous Pestigors, coming on flexing their muscles to the roaring sound of the fans! First out is the Miz lvl 1 Then sheamus lvl 2 going with block Alberto Del Rio, lvl 3 running around with the kills look, block and might blow! Last and not least, the Jinder Mahal, lvl 4 block, sure hand and awesome speed is added to the mix of some smelly things I will NOT describe! They all received the big welcoming from the crowd gathering in the mid section of the arena. In the blue corner, comes the zombies! Hardly running but going! Antenna, sitting on lvl 4 with Block, strip ball and kick! Unusual picks! Recycler 3 comes on limping at lvl 1 Afterburner 2 struggles to keep up the quick pace at lvl 1 Eliminator, lvl 1 clapping to the crowd. Then the wights enters! With helmets on Angus “Thunder” Young, lvl 3 with block and mighty blow, and the crowd goes, THUNDER! Frank Beard 1 tags along lvl 2 with guard, he waves as he moves in beside Angus. The skeletons come in with the jaws going up and down, not sure if they are saluting or laughing. Rythmeen “Bang Bang” clapps his hands to the Thunder song lvl 2 with Dirty player. Chrome Smoke and BBQ, comes next lvl 1 And then the Mummies, huge steps carry them slowly to the mid sections. Dusty Hill lvl 2 with Guard. And then the mighty Billy Gibbons at lvl 3 with block and guard, have we heard the combinations before? Then running around the mummies jumping here and there are the ghouls! Elwood “Last Dance” Francis the 2nd, lvl 3 with block and side step. We have Billy Ethridge lvl 4 with Block, side step and Frenzy! He is the angry one! Lastly the crippled Dan Mitchell who refuse to give up lvl 4 with block jumpup and leap, but he also has that limp. They gathered in the middle when the Ref came up tossing the coin and the Nurgle won that one. Undead setting up the defense. Starting with one Dan on the bench and BBQ, ghoul and skeleton. Nurgle started with Mr.McMahon on the bench. There was quite many pushes and kicks at the starting time, so the game was delayed. First round and only one zombie managed to stay his ground one was stunned. Dusty Hill was dropped with the might blow from Alberto, but it did not harm the mummy. The ball however was slippery and could not be picked up, it fell down again out from the hands of Jinder. Undead cover up the ground to the left of the Nurgle where some advancement was made earlier. Hitting Miz with MB did not do much from Angus. Elwood was sprinting down to the Nurgle defense zone, creating a weak threat, but might be big if that ball stays again. Some scrum in the mid, some pushes and some goes down but all stays. Alberto knocks down Elwood clearing that threat, Jinder gets the ball and runs to a safe formation in the center. Agnus fails to blitz down Miz but follows up trapping him. Dusty Hill sprints and falls but the team training saves the day and he guards his friends. Buddy goes down and “Bang Bang” stuns him. Elwood tries to run away but is tripped by Alberto who grins at him stunning him with that foot. Nurgle then has a power turn, the scrum in the middle with Bloaters and Spawn is to much and the undead get downed here and there. Both Mummies go down and Afterburner 2 is knocked out. Jinder switches sides with the ball and has a half cage covering him. Miz goes down again, both Frank and Billy runs to mid section covering up any further movement. “Bang Bang” rolls both down and even team training doesn't help, turn over. Nurgle then hunts the undead, closing in, knocking down Angus, stunning him. But when Ivan the rotter runs to tag Billy, it is to far and the sprint fails he is exhausted even team training fails and turn over. Frank runs in tagging Jinder, and short after Billy comes in blitzing down Jinder, the ball goes back and one second later Elwood stands there tagging the ball which is not tagged with Elwood and Sheamus. In the center Dusty brings down Sid the bloater. It is already turn 6 as we all lost a round in the start. The scrum in the center continues undead are dropped, Frank is dropped. But the ghouls stayed up, pushed and side stepping around. Even Jinder fails to get the ghouls down, so no one has the ball. Billy manages to drop Jinder, and Elwood tries to get the ball who fails as Sheamus stands there, also hindering him to get the control he needed. But the bounce is in undead favor. Now tagged by both ghouls. The scrum continues and now Sid hurts Recycler who fails to regenerate. The ghouls however still stands and are pushed around the ball. Some evil plan for a 1d that skulls himself down ends turn 7. And it is not impossible to score. Some more are downed but the ghoul stands, Elwood get kicked while he is on the ground but the kick fails to penetrate the little protection he has. Some blocks later, the first half ends. 0-0 Ivan who fell due to sprinting had not recovered in time and missed the second half when it started. And Afterburner also could not recover in time. 11 vs 11 Two on the los, was stunned and Goldberg bloater was hurt during a blitz from Angus, and even the foul things in the air could not heal the wound. The ball was picked up by Elwood, who took it to the side where Goldberg was removed. Leffe brings the team to cover up the side now heavy with presence. As response Bantha bring the ball to the other side, intention to drop “Big Daddy cool” but Daddy smelled even to bad for Antenna, who could not make it. Instead the blitz then came from far back, with Dan sprinting to get there and managed to drop Daddy. the foul then came in but could not penetrate the armour on Daddy. Alberto drops Angus with a power blow, hurting him badly and even this one the magic cannot save, Angus is gone for the rest of the game. Moving in both bloaters and spawn to cover up the left side. Undead managed to block away some Nurgle, and Billy managed to get away from the spawns' tentacles. Eliminator was knocked out by Kane. Jinder moved in to tagg Elwood with the ball. Bloaters coming in, cutting off escape routes. Jinder goes down after a frenzy and pushes. Alberto gets stunned. “Bang Bang” skeleton dodges away from the Spawn and gets away from the tentacles as well. But ball stays right by the mid section two squares from the side. Jinder blitzes Elwood down, gets the ball after a dodge and runs down now only 8 squares from the TD zone. The Miz runs down sprints falls but the training saves him. But Antenna can reach Jinder, and Elwood get Jinder down stunning him in the process. Runs back so Sid can be downed stunning him also. Billy is then free who grabs the ball and runs back to center. Nurgle cannot get Don down and can only move up positioning for defense. Billy with the ball sprints down to the other side totally empty of creatures. Some bash here and there. Alberto blitzes but fails the dodge, TO. Turn 15 Billy goes to a safe position and the last two turns are quite boring when it comes to interesting things to notice. Thanks for the tight game @Leffe75

awesome stuff @BeaWolf

Thanks dude, and your welcome.

The internal war S2, Game 4 Sand rolled over, fell to the floor and woke up in the fall. Trained as he were he did not flinch at all, landed on the feets and rolled with the momentum. Two rolls away from the stone board he stopped. Looking around suspiciously looking forth and back. Nothing moved, he heard his brother mumbling something in his sleep. So he relaxed, stretched his back, felt the normal crack in his spine, ahh. Cleared his left ear with his finger, jawned. Looked up at the enormous skeleton still sitting in the humongous chair. Who was that, it really looked like a mage of some sort. An old dusty robe was covering his torso and almost the entire length of his legs. The pattern on the robe was covered with dust but he could still see some stars and the patterns that were sewed on it. Was that the one who created all this, or just another one like themself passing by, getting stuck by all the stories lurking in here. It would take years and years to listen or experience all volumes kept in here. He noticed both he and his brother had actually spent less time eating than normal. Which was odd as they are normally controlled by the feeling of lacking food or how long it took since the last time they ate anything. Watching and listening to the voice and sound of that little thing was intriguing for sure. Was the giant starved to death without knowing it. He jumped up on the stone table and started to rock Grus shaking him, stirring him from his sleep. Grus was not alarmed at all, waking up with a big jawn. Rubbing his eyes awake, picking out some dirt from the corners of the eyelid. With a huge tired jawn he mumbled to his brother. <Grus>Whaaaat eumh. Eye´s blinking three times, continuing the jawn. Staring at his brother with big sleepish eyelids fighting to keep them up. <Grus>Yes, is………………..it. His head nodded like it was currently too heavy to keep it upright. <Sand> Are you awake? Sand poked his brother on his shoulder twice to see his reaction. <Grus> Stop that, what is it!? He said with a clear angry look. annoyed from the poking. Sand smiled <Sand> Good, now you are awake. I just wanted to ask you, are you hungry? Grus looked a bit disturbed and made a body expression like, do you wake me for that question? <Grus> Am I hungry? No not really, have you brought something? He looked around after some hidden food somewhere, for some reason that topic brought the attention to some hunger emotions that just got some attention. <Grus> Well actually now when you mention it, yes some breakfast would be nice.’ He ended with a whishful smile. Sand nodded in agreement. <Sand> Good, I had the same feeling and the same situation, it did not really bother me until I understood this is actually evening now and we had not had anything for almost 12 hours. Imagine that brother. He slapped his hands as a call for actions. <Sand> Let's get out and get some food. The time went and the silence was again heavy in the big room. Mack looked around after the new companions who he could tell the stories to. But no one was there, so he went back to his position waiting for the next one who would wake him up and ask him to read. It turned out that the next time it was chapter 5 in season 2 of the OrcaCola Championship. It was Bantha vs Regor, Undead vs Orc´s. Power vs more power! The undead won the coin-toss and the weather was fantastic, the crowd amazing! The two commentators of the match were the Elf dancing El-lahorra fantastico and the Brutal honest Blackorc Bruno Brainbaashaa or tripple B as some call him. -Hello darlings the undead tell the Orcs to try to set up, HAHAHA, the elf hints with an evil smile at 3B. Who actually did not get the poke at all. Tribble B, looks at the paper in front of him, and with an angry look, his grin reveals a mouth full of missing teeths but two great tusks at each side of the sick smile. -What the Hell is this, silly PAPER! -Ohh that is the two teams described with some odd curved drawings, again hinting on the alphabetic wordings on the page which was apparently too hard for the orc to decipher. -Nonesenssss the orc yells at no one. -Look the undead now line up and the pretty one in green looks quite solid. -Pretty, what the hell are you talking about, they are Perfect Green, you silly ball tossing wimp. Lahorra smiles at him, giggling a bit. Suddenly the orc rises and screams -Go ORCS GOOO BASH’EM ALL! Forming his gigantic hands like a trumpet over his mouth. -WAAAGH!!! Lahorra puts his hands over his ears. Blinking his eyes several times to shake off the unexpected loud sound. -What the hell, do not do that again. But it was the blitz the orc made which got him aroused to the heavens, it was the most, well almost, beautiful thing for the old black orc to see. Shaking the sound out from his head, the elf mentioned how solid the ghoul picked up ball from the ground, wanting to see the pass that never came. -Typical, where are the passing skills! -Wrong game silly, the black orc muttered. The bashing skills were not so great and the orcs took the hits and in return they dropped the undead here and there. Only the mummies could hold the ground but was dwarfed with strength as black orcs and blitzers moved in to support each other. Again the return blows were pathetic and triple B was mocking the weak efforts of the undead. But suddenly, the Elf jumped up in the air, Go GO!!!! There was in the middle of the failing blocking movements another one, a hand off and a sprint or two. Taking the ghoul deep in the Orc defense zone. -Look at that, Go ladies! The elf was so happy to see some ball movements. -Bah, they will get him, do you not see that. Haha what a fool. But the blitzer failed to get him off his feets and he stood there dancing closer to the touchdown zone. The mummies fell but it did not matter, the ghoul dodged away from the orc legs trying to trip him. Rushed in for a 1-0 to the undead, the elf again flew up dancing with light steps around on the table. The orc now red in his face with fury. -Sit Down butterfly, SIT DOWN! What is this type of game! The Elf smiled and sat down. -Go Undead, Lahorra mimicked the crowd. -Haha it is too early, the green grin showed a mean intention. Then the undead replied with the blitz back. The orcs were quite stunned and in return they could not manage to down more than one little zombie. They got the ball alright though. As a result, one Blitzer was surfed, but the cost were that the agile team was now on one side, showing weakness on the other side. The other side was caged but it was a flawed cage, one side opened and there was the lonely zombie. It was an opportunity that could not be missed. But the blitz was skull rr skull on the blockless thrower. Triple B just laughed at the silly attempt. -Haha, he fooled him bad, haha silly zombie. -It was quite risky. I have seen elfs score from worse situations. -But there are no elfs around stupid. The undead recovered and moved into the middle. The Orcs replied by dropping the mummy obstacle, moved up and protected the ball keeping thrower. The big troll stood there pointing towards the mummy, now on the ground, clapping his hand forgetting to move and protect the ball. Seeing that the blackorc sprinted towards a zombie in the middle and the line orc dodges away from the other mummy, tagging the wight blitzer. Hindering the undead to close in for free. The side stepping ghoul blitzed down the orc blitzer and moved up tagging the thrower with the ball. But he was downed after the blitzer managed a dodge to get the side stepper downed, and then it was 1-1. Bruno cheered, Lahorra just smiled a bit, it was a score after all. In the end of first half there were an attempt for a pass, but the catch failed and Lahorra smacked his forehead with an open hand. -MY god. Second half started and the orcs struck down the few on the line. The undead returned with blitzing the blitzer and followed up with a foul as the Regor used the apo first half on a ko, which was avoided. But the ref showed the Red card at the attempt, but here Bantha flew in and argued, somehow after that the Ref nodded and pulled away the red card. There was a big scrum happening, then the Troll fell on his own attempt to pummel a zombie. To use that advantage some support was thrown in and there was a glimpse of success by the undead. But the Orcs had more strength and injured one ghoul in the scrum bashing, Bruno howled to the sun as a maniac. The elf went bananas -For feck sake can we not see some ball skills here! -Blood BOWL, there you have the blood! Orcs shifted wing to cover the ball a bit away from the scrum, but the undead was on his heels. The blitz came on the unprotected thrower but even with a team reroll he was unable to get him down. He was then freed and in that one zombie removed as ko. -DANG! Bruno yelled when it was carried off. -Stop it idiot! Then the brawl began and papers flew as the two commentators tried to grab the other. The audience could only watch the game without comments as the two mixed punches. Well it was the elf who hit the orc, as the elf dodge all slow huge swings of the green trunks as arms. But it was like petting a tree, Bruno did not even notice the small clapping on his chin or elbows. The game itself was more and more tilted to the green favor as ghouls left and zombies were stunned and finally without a bigger effort after finally the thrower Grulkas was dropped, the bounce was catched by the blitzer Ugorh “the Aristocrat” who later could safely walk in the 2-1 winning result. <Grus> Haha nice game, the two commentators was really silly He laughed with his belly now full of food. Thanks for the game @Regor

The Borke S2, Game 3 The Game 3 announcers presented from the insanely large talking scope, “We present to you the power of the Revenants and its Warpstone leader B_O_R_K_E!!” The crowd went bananas and lots of merchandise was thrown into the field bearing the name BORKE in red with a black background. The test was clouded in a glowing Green color. They had lots of fans, indeed the skaven and goblin brotherhood of Warpstone. They all came in bowing and clapping hands while a team of 6 honored guards was pulling a chart where the Big hero BOB was laying while a snotling was waving a huge leaf as a fan, cooling off the big brute. When in the center of the arena even more merchandise was lobbed into the field. Then the prononcer shouted “As the opponents for the day, the Undead Shambling OZZ TOP!” There was nothing else presented, the ghouls entered first clapping hands followed by the wights with shining armour. But the reaction from the crowd was not really the same, the fans charing was minor compared to the number of the mixed skaven och goblin team. Only from one section was yelling and screaming in favor of the undead. Coach B heard Viccy whistling and pointed to all the crap on the field. <Viccy> They really need to clean this mess up before we start, but I think I will see if we should not also have some merchandise ehh. Just look at all the fans spend money on. Coach B nodded without any more comments. The mummies entered lastly moving over the arena with slow big steps one at a time. Then there were a skaven from the crowd who got a perfect throw, aimed at Dusty Hill, and BANG. The cap had the same color, Red, black and glowish green. The name was clear, BORKE but is now sat on the head of Dusty Hill. Tons of laughter bursted out from all sides, as Dusty Hill did not really notice the Cap. He just moved along. Once in the mid the teams faced each other and made some odd movements or dances etc, they all had their own rituals. Finally Billy Gibbons, the other Mummy, picked the cap signed Borke from Dusty and threw it in the brown green grass and stomped on it with his foot. Even Bob made a giggle, just imagine a giggling troll. Then the teams went to the side to talk to coaches and the other part of the team. Suddenly some wolfriding goblins came out dragging a sort of big metal rake. After a few well planned runs the entire field was ready for the game. The referee faced B&B (Borke and Bantha) tossed the coin and Borke won and selected to receive. Undead settled up as they had practiced. This time two Ghouls were fielded. Borke had brought a wizard and a starplayer, the bomber. Both Grus and Sand could see all this in the magic field on the big stone desk. It was truly magical, Sand could not believe who created all this spectacular stuff. Even the wizard standing in the boot was clear with his long tophat and blue robe. His magical staff stood amazingly on its own just beside him. It was clearly not a walking stick. but supporting him in the web weaving of magical powers which was just an area as many others far far from Sands beautiful mind. Bomber Dribblesnot the Star player had also joined the company of Borke’s team. The long metal nose mask looked really proper on the goblin. The backpack was loaded with bulging bombs. Bob took as usually the center of the midline of the field. together with two skaven facing the three doomed Zombies. Somehow the warpstone avengers had a dispute of some part who should be where, and when they were ready the undead had reformed the previous start up, and now the big Mummy Dusty Hill was just one square meter from the ball. Also the ghoul Billy Ethridge was lurking behind the mummy. The Zombies was pummeled to the ground and it took them one round to just recover, still they were on the field. The Nible team of Borke showed what speed is about and suddenly the ball was transferred to the thrower Doctor Downtown, who took up the pace and like that the ball with the protective cage was formed on the other side of where it just landed. The Killer Hans Hurt flew forward and got Frank Beard down with a power blow. The other mommy moved up, blocking an easy path to the defense zone of undead and Angus “Thunder” Young, flew forward to get the ugly goblin Gary, who looks really scary of the field but he could not break his armour. In response Dusty Hill was, downed and removed by Hans and zombie was stunned again, while the ball was safely return to the center now with BOB in the commanding role again. <Coach B> What the hell does he had on his head, can we not just roll ten more bandages around his head, how can he get the injuries so often!! It was a rhetorical statement and not a question to answer. Some defense setup covering the opening right and left, mummy covering the left side of the undead and Antenna the zombie walked up to tag Hans the killer. Angus flew forward with an aim to harm the Gutter runner Dave Dodgealot, and as the mummy the strike sent him off, but no injury. The lino skaven Mickey Mullet was really pissed off to see his dear friend Dave left the pitch and pummeled down Angus, there were a loud crack of bones, and Angus left the pitch. Even the magical protections did not manage to heal the wound, he was not seen anymore in this game. With both killer Angus and one mummie out, it looked a bit problematic for the undead. The movement of the ball was just some squares to the right, and covered from all angles it looked safe. Undead moved ahead trying to cover the possible paths. Ending with a possible chain push on Bob, but it failed and bob hit Afterbruner II to the ground. That opened up a bit, blitzing free the killer Hans, running down supporting a hit on Lanier Greg the ghoul, only pushing him though. The ball just slides to the right one square in the undead defense zone, but it was turn 4 so, plenty of time left for the nimble skaven. The star made his first move, tagged by the mummy, he was to uncomfortable so the bomb landed in an area without anyone. Borke raised his eyebrow, <Borke> Did I pay for that, really? After some attempt Bob the troll fell to the ground, and Lanier could smack down Mickey, stunning him. Moving up to eventually hit Hans, but a push was the result but Frank did follow up tagging the Doctor Downtown who still had the ball which he got at turn 1. Hans only pushed back Frank, and when Bob was confused Doctor just moved one square back, securing the positions. While sakven and goblins moved up on the left flank to create a scoring threat. The starplayer only managed to knock himself down with a bomb. Then Billy leaped into action, the ghoul with Frenzy and pushed Hans out to the crowd and in the same move tagged Doctor Downtown. Putting some pressure on the thrower. Bomber dodged the mummies slow feet but Billy was more on his toes, so when Doctor tried to doge he fell as Billies foot tripped him. Billy took the ball the turn after and Rythmeen was shown the red card after a foul, it turned out he also removed the skaven but also himself. Billy was now 5 squares from the TD zone. It was a matter to get some ko or injuries in the dying moments and one Zombie was ko’ed else, not so much happened. 1-0 in first half to the undead. Second half started and the lino was downed without anything broken. Some defense setup spreading out the ghouls as the fireball was still a threat here. The mummy Dusty Hill recovered so he is back also the Gutter Runner was back as well as killer Hans. The Star bomber found a red card and had to leave despite Broke’s attempt to claim he is paid for the entire game dude! Setting up some screening, warps opened the right flank and sent through a goblin. He was downed but not removed, and Bob went down after some attempts. And then Woohsh, the fire came and dropped 5 undead, but all stayed. And with Hans blitzing down and remove the skeleton Chrome, Smoke & BBC, he tagged and moved in a goblin to tagg the ballkeeper Lanier. And almost everyone else. Pushing Hans away from Lanier, was key objective that worked, and then moving up to cover and protect in case Lanier made or failed the upcoming dodge. But he made it and wanted to be away from the sideline. Gary was too horrific to block from the poor zombie Afterburners point of view so, he decided not to. Gary feeling boosted with this, tried to knock down Lanier, but found himself downed and removed. Meanwhile Hans blitzed and pushed the ghoul Dan away to tag the Afterburner zombie. Billy could open a path for Lanier, who took the sign and run down the field as long as he safely could. We failed to down the Gutter runner, feeling the threat of his pace. Afterburner felt insulted not daring to his Gary earlier on and took it all out on Hans hurting him badly in the process. Last effort to save the game, Mickey flew forward assisted by Mary the goblin, who only could push Lanier, and the home training (rr) turned them to skulls, and bang stunned with that as a thanks. Lanier gave the ball to Elwood and the rest is more or less history as skaven and the team ran away and there was no more effort after that double skull. 2-0 to the undead. Sand took one of the few popcors that were left in the bowl. <Sand> I told you it was to be entertainment. <Grus> Indeed it is a show anytime those Goblins enter the field. Thanks for the game @Borke