“5 norse challenged by 11 elves and at one time almost looked like a tie. Eventually the elves do what elves do and the game is lost.
No matter, we at least left an "impression" on them (a lineman named Reloj more specifically).
The charioteers walk away with another joining their ranks...a catcher dons his leather, grips the reigns, and trials forth upon the hard road to Hell....shining darkness upon the upperworld.”
No matter, we at least left an "impression" on them (a lineman named Reloj more specifically).
The charioteers walk away with another joining their ranks...a catcher dons his leather, grips the reigns, and trials forth upon the hard road to Hell....shining darkness upon the upperworld.”