“Weary of driving all day, the charioteers park at the local tavern and whore it up! But this bar is no ordinary watering hole! Nay, tis home of the orcs Drunk on Drinks...and the field of glory and pain was close by!

Hail to 9 Cylinders who's fists of steel land true upon orc jaws! Bone yields to rage and sends several to the hurt box! Score the touchdown for all those who abandon the ways of docile man...and ride free from wrong and right!

Glory to Biondi who faces the green brutes alone...and strips the ball form the rookie's hands. They score...but not without resistance! Hail!

DeMaio "Dean Jarvis! No more shall thee be a slave to death! Life has no meaning, except to die on the fields...a hero for all! Welcome to the fraternity of demons made men. Take the reigns of thy beasts...and with it, thy destiny on the road to Hell!"

Two fisted beers are slammed and the charioteers are gone...”