“Clash of the Legends

Last night Legends met on a Blood Bowl pitch in the land of the dead. It was a chance meeting as these two teams just happened to be traveling this forsaken land looking for a match. They met at an ancient ziggurat that had a Blood Bowl pitch in front of it. The sand dunes covered the old stadium but the pitch was clear and marked off.

As the teams get ready to kick off the stadium fills up with a spectral host. Skeletons and tomb guardians take their seats. An ancient council is scene at the top of the ziggurat to witness the clash. The clouds form before the kickoff and the wind picks up. Faintly on the wind you can hear the boo’s and cheer’s from the crowd. Fading away with the wind you can hear a ‘hurt’, but it passes like a fading memory from ancient times.

As the ball is kicked off no one realized how titanic the struggle would be. How at the end of the match two legends would be dead and a team consumed by the spectral host. It would become a game that would live in legend, a match that would define a team’s future and destroy the other in the process.

The first half was a struggle for both teams. Going back and forth, no telling blows, no blood was in the offering.

The second half kicks off and a dust storm consumes the pitch. The spectral fans; along with a host of skeletons appears out of the dust storm attempting to destroy the life forces of the Buccaneers. The riots last for 10 minutes as the Buccaneers are fighting off the undead. Wolfgang crew is getting battered by the skeletal host. Krikack is taking down to one knee as he is assaulted by 5 tomb guardians and 7 wraiths. But the spell that Amethyst wizard cast all those months ago begins to unravel. Krikacks link to the prime plane begins to loosen.

After the sand storm subsides the undead host fades away with the wind and the game resumes. Wolfgang 1 blows out of the dust storm blitzing into the wide zone, hunting down L “the Monster” Allen. Wolfgang lines him up but Allen fends off the first block and gives ground. The werewolf presses the block with his frenzy determination. Allen anticipates the block and gets under the blow, puts Wolfgang in a half nelson and maneuvers behind him and brings down his silver spiked gauntlet for a telling blow on the back of his head. Allen brings him down to the pitch and rends his neck backwards. A geyser of blood flows from the mortal wound. Wolfgang 1 lay’s dead on the pitch.
(The sequence was a block/push back, skull/push back, reroll into double skull for KIA and failed regen.)

After the match the Buccaneers are celebrating their victory but Krikack is wounded. He falls to the ground in agony. He lets out a roar as spectral hands come out of the ground and wrap themselves around his massive frame. His skin turns to dust and his bones crack. Krikack is consumed by the dark magic of undeath from which he was born.
(Krikack was retired after the match. The Buccaneers are going to start out fresh and rebuild.)

The Buccaneers flee their dug out after Krikack is consumed by the undead they run onto the field and see that the Wolfgang crew is also under assault from the specters. Zombies are being consumed by the amethyst tendrils of power and the tomb guardians rip the wight’s and flesh golems apart. The Wolfgang crew is destroyed by the undead host, never to be scene again.


As the Buccaneers leave the field and head home they look back on the pitch from a hill. The blood of Wolfgang 1 has somehow made the desert turn into a lush green oasis. But when you look closer the grass has overgrown a field of bone. The bones of generations of Blood Bowlers littered that ancient field. A Blood Bowl pitch of legends.
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