“Jakob Küchenmeister's journal, #1 entry:

So, my wonderful masters, the aspiring ogre chefs had the chance test their savagery and skill in a game and hopefully prove their culinary skills afterwards. The goal was to kill at least one orc, since it is rumored that they taste like mushroom. Some of the orcs already had appetizing names.
The game was played in perfect weather, soft breeze warm sunshine. My masters kicked off and the orcs seemed confused, leaving their ballcarrier open to an assault. A scuffle ensured and in that Brakk made our first attempt to get a victim for our cauldron. Sadly Overgains, the black orc only got badly hurt. Meanwhile one of the snotlings made a run for the endzone, escorted by some of our players. The little scum was so exhausted after his run, that he fell over and lost conciousness on the goal line. The orcs had a good chance to score after that, but their bloodbust proved to be their downfall.
Second half started with some brawling at midfield. A very strange half it turned out to be, with the orcs somehow being attracted by the fans and four of them ending up in the crowd. Offal Collector ran for the endzone for our first ever touchdown. Well done little git. With time running out and a deep kick the orcs could not equalize.
Sadly no new recipe was added to the chefs repertoire this day.
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