Well, during the maybe most intense game I've played in Stunty Chief Sommelier Vlad was hit by a wizard and crippled. The injury is not so bad, but the team got out of the game smashed to pieces, in spite of the heroic resistance of 5 guys who held the draw almost until the end of the first extra time.

The hospital is now full: The Sommelier and Dry David got a smashed ankle, Cake Carl said goodbye to his hip and poor young Count xNoelx broke is neck in 4th game he played.

"Done! We're f*@#ing done with tournaments!" screamed Chief Sommelier Vlad from his bloody bed. "Next time you bring stupid Albion Faes, Crook, or Gnomes, or whoever you want, but don't come knocking at our door! Oh, and I know where that wizard son of a b*%§ch lives. I'll pay him a good visit when I get out of here. He'll be sorry, I swear."

After the FCC and this game, looks clear that the team is no good for majors. 550K of inducements are maybe too much to deal with, especially when a Strig team must face a halfling master chef. Well, we'll see how this is gonna end. So long, and if you are nearby Saint Dracula's Hospital pay a visit to the Sommelier and bring him dead rabbits. He likes them very much.