“A second win! in a row! that hasn't happened since December 4th.....2004!
The charioteers rough it up, hotwheeling outside an elf town. Kicking dust, starting fires, and playing with the maidens!
Elven townsmen try to shoo them away, but they wouldn't leave...not without a game of bloodbowl. "you win, we leave forever....we win...your town is ours for the night!"
Hail to Whiplash and Dawk who giveth us glory and dames! Get your fill, throw up, and get some more!!
Lanje, for the FOURTH game in a row, whimpy fouls...then adds insult by getting CAS'd shortly afterwards...he's tossed down the town waterhole for the night! "We'll get you tomorrow. No bounty for you tonight." are DeMaio's firm orders.
Much is owed to Nuffle! For lavishingly covering the elves with 1s on there dodges, interceptions, and dump offs! To you we hail without end! A hotel bonfire is made in his honor. So bright is it's fury, it signal guides the next bastard brother to join our ranks. Enter Bladen, the thrower! We have established 11 once more!
“Thanks to Arktoris for a great "Freaky Friday" match that saw the Elves bashing up the Norse and the Norse dodging around, passing, catching, and running in for the scores while the Elves fell flat on their faces trying to make even the easiest dodges.
While I will most definitely be having a word with my Orcidas sponsors, kudos to the Norse for always being in position to take advantage of the opportunities that were handed to them.
A great game against a great coach, now get those chariots off my lawn! ”
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The charioteers rough it up, hotwheeling outside an elf town. Kicking dust, starting fires, and playing with the maidens!
Elven townsmen try to shoo them away, but they wouldn't leave...not without a game of bloodbowl. "you win, we leave forever....we win...your town is ours for the night!"
Hail to Whiplash and Dawk who giveth us glory and dames! Get your fill, throw up, and get some more!!
Lanje, for the FOURTH game in a row, whimpy fouls...then adds insult by getting CAS'd shortly afterwards...he's tossed down the town waterhole for the night! "We'll get you tomorrow. No bounty for you tonight." are DeMaio's firm orders.
Much is owed to Nuffle! For lavishingly covering the elves with 1s on there dodges, interceptions, and dump offs! To you we hail without end! A hotel bonfire is made in his honor. So bright is it's fury, it signal guides the next bastard brother to join our ranks. Enter Bladen, the thrower! We have established 11 once more!
Party till dawn...sleep is for the dead!”