“Those damn dwarfs had switched the orcish armour for wood elf tunics! The hobgoblin staff of the tournament ran themselves breathless carrying orc blitzers to the KO box. Also, magnetic runes covered the dwarfs' gloves, crafted from the iron from the deepest of dwarven mines, allowing the bearded short bastards to grab the ball mid-air when orcs tried to pass it.
No eyes for the orcs this time. In fact: the Chaos Dwarf masters had them all flogged and sent do their dungeons without any food for a whole week, hopefully rising their apetite for thoose juicy eyes.
Just in case the team run into dwarfs again, a blackorc from the Dwarfbasher siblings was recruited.”
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No eyes for the orcs this time. In fact: the Chaos Dwarf masters had them all flogged and sent do their dungeons without any food for a whole week, hopefully rising their apetite for thoose juicy eyes.
Just in case the team run into dwarfs again, a blackorc from the Dwarfbasher siblings was recruited.”