“Culrang Surveyed the field, it was a tie, and it had to be turned fast. The ball was kicked, the elves burst into movement. The scrimmage line managed in a desplay of mastery and teamwork to knock over both mummies, Culrang grinned, there was hope. Culrang and his fellow wardancer Ringlin stormed ahead, Culrang heard a shout from the other end of the field, Ringlin had been caught as he was jumping over a hedious undead beast and got pulled down, the following crack of his leg snapping did not bode well.
Culrang dodged in and out of the throng of undead, ghouls being send after him, he was almost in the clear when Scorbas in a dazing display of speed managed to take him over and snapped the ball at him in a perfect throw, Culrang laughed caught the ball mid air over the astonished ghouls heads and sped down for the victory ensureing touchdown.
The undead would always be too slow”