“DeMaio "Swing full flank! Charge upon the heavy armed ranks of the slavelords! Let riders of Hell meet lawless convicts in a clash of glory and blood!"
The charioteers call out the Jail Birds and begin a foulfest that results in Tor dissecting a minotaur while the apoth watches in horror...helpless.
Tor "Thy head is my trophy, horned beast! Mounted next to the other, a pair of 'headlamps' to light my journey upon the road to Hell!"
The norse bounced off the field in no time, overrun by CD's but walk away skilling up the thrower and lineman with swift agility!
DeMaio "We'll pounce again for a rematch. But tonight, let us dine on sweet BBQ!"”
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The charioteers call out the Jail Birds and begin a foulfest that results in Tor dissecting a minotaur while the apoth watches in horror...helpless.
Tor "Thy head is my trophy, horned beast! Mounted next to the other, a pair of 'headlamps' to light my journey upon the road to Hell!"
The norse bounced off the field in no time, overrun by CD's but walk away skilling up the thrower and lineman with swift agility!
DeMaio "We'll pounce again for a rematch. But tonight, let us dine on sweet BBQ!"”