“Despite the fearsome presence of Mr. T, the hearty halflings were quickly put on their back foot by enticing knuckle sandwiches dished out by Rattus Exulans. Unfortunately, Exulans could not resist munching on one of his own when running for another meaty snack.

Speed proved to be the deciding factor, the halflings few mistakes quickly turned into possession and eventual touchdowns. The score would have been higher on both sides had either team managed a pass... The ref was seen desperately toweling the grease off the ball between drives, but with the 'flings pockets jammed with custard-filled treats, the ball was quickly mired again.

Special mention goes to a last ditch effort at preventing a touchdown, where a venerable treeman launched a hapless halfing into a knotted bunch of dirty rat fur. Unfortunately for the erstwhile missile, he managed to find one of the few open spaces in the formation...”