The inevitable has happened. One of the two pillars of CTGFM, legendary troll Groucho, is dead. Very dead. Even deader than the match before, when everyone, including the apothecary had sworn there was no life left in him. When he suddenly got up again and asked for blueberry pancakes. There won't be any pancakes this time.

Groucho was one of the two remaining founding members of the team. A good troll. A fast troll. A (for troll standards) reliable troll. He was always there when one needed him. Or at least sometimes. He carried the team. Often literally. And barely ate one of his mates while doing it. Even in his last match, already weakened from his death the match before, he permanently took out two of his opponents.

Groucho was Stick Steve's trusty side kick. He was Stan to his Oliver. Ernie to his Bert. Thelma to his Louise. Who is going to protect Stick Steve now from the masses of Orcs and Undead trying to rip him apart? Will Bonzo be able to take over that role? Groucho won't be around to witness Steve becoming the greatest goblin player of all times. Nuffle had different plans for him.
Look up at the sky tonight. There is a new green star that regrets taking Multiple Block up there.