“Our first match was a shame. The people of Karak Uzkul will not be proud of us.
That damned evil things hit us so hard that even our stubborn comrades have fallen. One after the other. Soon we had to face a numerically superior undead horde. But we did not give up! Fought back fiercely and bravely. We even had a great chance to bring the thing called ball to the place called end zone but argh... a pitiful wight simply refused to get hurt (we tried to push him out, hit him hard, even kicked the bastard twice) and denied from us the chance to win.
Dwarven Gods, forgive us!”
That damned evil things hit us so hard that even our stubborn comrades have fallen. One after the other. Soon we had to face a numerically superior undead horde. But we did not give up! Fought back fiercely and bravely. We even had a great chance to bring the thing called ball to the place called end zone but argh... a pitiful wight simply refused to get hurt (we tried to push him out, hit him hard, even kicked the bastard twice) and denied from us the chance to win.
Dwarven Gods, forgive us!”