“When the nation of darkarrows took to the field excitement filled the air. It had many years since any generation of darkarrows had fought the battle hardened norse and the expectation of a titanic battle could be seen on all the faces of the orcs. The orcish horde recieved the ball and it took several blocks to take even one norsemen down on the first turn. When the norse counter-attacked the first to taste the blooden bowl floor was the highly honored blitzer named baster. I sent for the apothecary but despite his efforts he could not save the blitzer. The loss of their comrade began to heighten the orcish bloodlust and with every turn bodies of the norse began to be carried off the field. Urglen, the black orc then made a touchdown coming one step closer to a full fledged standfirm/blocker and by the very next turn the enemy fled in concedement not wishing to have further damage done to their team.”