The cold driving rain relentlessly drove its icy missiles into emotionless grey stone of Grim Mage-Illton's solitary tower, Doug Freshgrave his eager assistant hovers at the rich dark oak door of Grim's study...

<Doug> Sii-re <he rasped in a gravelly voice>

<Grim> <raises his gaze only enough to see over the amassed parchment in front of him> SPEAK!!

<Doug> Sire, the staff are restless, they have noticed your lack of presence for the last few training sessions...

<Grim> and? <his eyes lowered as his lip began to curl in resentment of his behaviour being questioned by these worthless mortals>

<Doug> They are worried about recent performances... and the rumours?

<Grim> I know I am undying Crud, but please get on with it!

<Doug> Its Doug Sire... <he cowered from the scything stare Grim shot him> they fear for their positions and the future of ItsLich Town BBC

<Grim> well, CRUD, it is your lucky day. You can bear the good news to the unfortunate crew. Their services are no longer required beyond this season. <his voice crackled with venomous pleasure>

<Doug> But... Sire...

<Grim> Begone Freshgrave before you meet you forebears... I have work to do...



ItsLich Town will be withdrawing from OBBA at the end of this season. My next team will be : Knot-Fling-Em Forest a Halfling team that will be see me return to my rightful place in the lowest divisions of OBBA.

Thanks to all the coaches along the way, I am looking forward to playing some of the newer coaches and fresher teams too.

Take care Dalfort