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2015-06-04 09:57:52
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OWCC Entry 16
The Foul Peak Crawlers: Skaven team in the Kislev Conference of the OWCC League
Special event
Entry 16 - June 04, 2015\
The linerats were training in wrestling and dodging.
The black skavens were blitzing against a big tree, trying to put it down.
The gutters were running up and down the pitch, doing acrobatics and blocking, except for Hicin the Shade that wasn't anywhere to be seen, like the coach
The Rag Ogre was eating, drastically
Finally Leilond arrived to the pitch, with the missing runner... they were smiling, with satisfaction
The coach talked aloud: "Rats! Come here, I've got some good news for all of us."
The team suddenly turned to look at the smiling couple, and made half a circle with fervent expectation, except for Stilythe the Ghost that usually prefer to play with the ball and the Thrower
Leilond embraced all the team with his gaze: "Some of the other team managers were, let's say, kindly persuaded to not play in the majors next season," said the coach rapidly having a glance at the gutter runner near him. "We can say that some Clan Eshin friends can be very convincing"
The rats were astounded. After some seconds of total silence, with the coach pleased looking at them, the real meaning of what was said become clear to the team mind.
Transure the captain: "Are you telling us we're going to play in Bretonnia next year? Really?". The smile in the rat face of the captain looked like a snarl.
Fluxake the Scared: "That's awesome coach!!"
The coach silenced the enthusiastic voices that were growing up: "Bretonnia or Albion. We cannot know how the draft will go... and it's not cautious to force the events even more. Someone could start to suspect something."
Remose the Headsplitter roared with satisfaction: "YES! We'll finally leave this damn land and its ice!"
Leilond: "Now guys, we'll face the strong teams next season. We must train, and train harder than we did. But for now, this evening, we'll celebrate... and I have with me something special"
The coach opened a crate and there was 5 bottles, full of a dense green liquid.
Jumbinrot the Ratsmasher: "Warpstone essence? Are you serious?"
"Yes. I'm serious. This will be a great night, and with a bit of luck, some of us will develop a usefull mutation" concluded The Coach
Flee today to fight tomorrow
Special event
Entry 16 - June 04, 2015\
The linerats were training in wrestling and dodging.
The black skavens were blitzing against a big tree, trying to put it down.
The gutters were running up and down the pitch, doing acrobatics and blocking, except for Hicin the Shade that wasn't anywhere to be seen, like the coach
The Rag Ogre was eating, drastically
Finally Leilond arrived to the pitch, with the missing runner... they were smiling, with satisfaction
The coach talked aloud: "Rats! Come here, I've got some good news for all of us."
The team suddenly turned to look at the smiling couple, and made half a circle with fervent expectation, except for Stilythe the Ghost that usually prefer to play with the ball and the Thrower
Leilond embraced all the team with his gaze: "Some of the other team managers were, let's say, kindly persuaded to not play in the majors next season," said the coach rapidly having a glance at the gutter runner near him. "We can say that some Clan Eshin friends can be very convincing"
The rats were astounded. After some seconds of total silence, with the coach pleased looking at them, the real meaning of what was said become clear to the team mind.
Transure the captain: "Are you telling us we're going to play in Bretonnia next year? Really?". The smile in the rat face of the captain looked like a snarl.
Fluxake the Scared: "That's awesome coach!!"
The coach silenced the enthusiastic voices that were growing up: "Bretonnia or Albion. We cannot know how the draft will go... and it's not cautious to force the events even more. Someone could start to suspect something."
Remose the Headsplitter roared with satisfaction: "YES! We'll finally leave this damn land and its ice!"
Leilond: "Now guys, we'll face the strong teams next season. We must train, and train harder than we did. But for now, this evening, we'll celebrate... and I have with me something special"
The coach opened a crate and there was 5 bottles, full of a dense green liquid.
Jumbinrot the Ratsmasher: "Warpstone essence? Are you serious?"
"Yes. I'm serious. This will be a great night, and with a bit of luck, some of us will develop a usefull mutation" concluded The Coach
Flee today to fight tomorrow
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