“This game was setup to be a violent one, at least from my perspective. With two vicious werewolves and lots of STR 4 brutes swinging their hairy arms, I would have excepted at least one death on either team. As it turned out, the game was quite harmless, save for a few bruises.
Fortunately, the necromantic Ombre di Acheron played a risky game with extra moves and quick passes all around, leading to a fatal mistake that pushed the ball into the audience, which promptly threw it across the field into the hands of my surprised beastmen. From a certain touchdown in his favour, I somehow managed to reverse that logic. Lo and behold.
Despite the divine interventions that won me the game, I made mistakes as always. Nothing too bad, but some that could have given him an opportunity to score a touchdown or two. Although I am learning and soon I'll be a flawless coach who will rule the field with an iron hand. Until that day, beware...”
Fortunately, the necromantic Ombre di Acheron played a risky game with extra moves and quick passes all around, leading to a fatal mistake that pushed the ball into the audience, which promptly threw it across the field into the hands of my surprised beastmen. From a certain touchdown in his favour, I somehow managed to reverse that logic. Lo and behold.
Despite the divine interventions that won me the game, I made mistakes as always. Nothing too bad, but some that could have given him an opportunity to score a touchdown or two. Although I am learning and soon I'll be a flawless coach who will rule the field with an iron hand. Until that day, beware...”