The Foul Peak Crawlers: Skaven team in the Kislev Conference of the OWCC League
Season 9, Playoff Match 1, vs Nurgle turov's infected, pre-match meeting

Entry 11 - May 11, 2015

The rats were in a bad mood. Eyes with fear pointed to the coach, standing in front of them, with both hands behind the back
Except for Stilythe the Ghost, that was trying to dodge out the prensile tail of The Animal, having some fun
Leilond started his speach: "Don't look so frightened rats. They're probably the worst hitters out there... but they're also between the slowests. We can suffer on the line of scrimmage, but if we play it right, they'll have a lot of problems catching us around the pitch."
Transure the captain: "But that nasty beast can pin us with his tentacles"
The coach nodded: "That's sure, and during the game someone will take the risk of marking it, sometimes"
The linerats looked to the sky, knowing that the coach was mostly talking about them.
The old rat continued, while Stilythe the Ghost tripped to the ground laughing: "But the thing we mostly have to pay attention too, is the ball handling and passing. Not only the beast, but also the disgusting warriors and one of those rotters can make us fail the simplest of the actions, due to their terrible smell"
Fluxake the Scared: "I've always hated the pestilences. Their affinity with Nurgle isn't right"
Leilond went upset: "Nurgle is one of the form of the Horned Rats! We should respect it! It's awesome that our great god is so powerfull to submit chaos warriors to his will, and make them fulfill his wish"
The Thrower spook again: "How are we going to spend the big inducements?"
Leilond turned to the captain: "We need a win, no less. Thus I think we're going to hire at least one starplayer, and pheraps a wizard... or some tricks... I'm thinking deeply about it. Remember rats, a win, nothing less than a win"
Flee today to fight tomorrow

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