“2 turns in, over 100spp injured, this game was lost before it had barely gotten underway.

Still, we made a fight of it, and may even have sneaked an unlikely opening touchdown but for an interception.

As the game wore on it got far too easy for Calcium. He had it in for my unskilled beastman In Somnis Veritas ("truth in dreams") and one adeptly skilled dirty player put his foot through the goat's vocal chord, ripping it clean out. Fortunately the apothecary was on hand with a spare one, but he'll talk a bit like Stephen Hawking from now onwards.

As the game drew to a close, In Somnis Veritas burst through the human defensive line and stood, vulnerably, upfront awaiting the incoming hammering from the on-form blitzers. Eyes closed, he waited, but nothing came. When he opened them, a team mate lay strewn, but ok, and he was left with nothing but air between his first skill. 3-0 up, Raise Shields! preferred to pick on a more experienced opponent and leave the funny sounding In Somnis Veritas to suffer onwards with his wonky voice.”