“Road of dust, lead us to the call of home! Through the lands of giants and cannibals, we search for glory and death...both granted by the sacred spiked ball!

Hail to Keith Marks who sprints to the endzone with ball in hand. Let the minstrels and dames sing thee praise! Upgrade to FIVE agility and throw the ball with accuracy as deadly as thy fists of rage!

And to Meechie and Stillwell, to the cold grave with you! Thy journey is complete. Be still evermore, but without rest! Terrorize the lands of Hades! Thy true life has begun, immortal youth is granted you eternal glory and damnation! Hail!

The calling of the grave has summoned to us, Dawk the Hawk! Baptized in beer we annoint thee a charioteer!”