““They will never agree to it.” Said Kondor. “The Archers are the only professional blood bowl team in Avelon. There is no way they will share the stadium.”

“You have to help me Kondor.” Replied Corbis. “I could lose the Tarnished Crown. Those half-men will burn the place to the ground if they don’t get their way. I already pay the Downtown Bakers a monthly fee to keep my non-union doors open.”

“Why don’t you just join the union then?”

“Bah. I am philosophically opposed to unions. Next thing you know I’ll have to pay a basic wage to the serving wench. Besides, they would never let me join. I am a gnome and they say my feet are too big.”

“Tell you what. I will get the Archers to play an exhibition match if Querulus agrees that the Downtown Bakers will never go pro…. And he lowers the prices on sticky buns at the Archer games.”
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When the match ended, Querulus rushed to the Archer sideline.

“Dang it Kondor, that was supposed to be an exhibition match. Throthradir injured 6 of my players. He even killed Johan.” Said Querulus.

“Johan has been a Dead Man Walking since he joined the Bakers. He served a poison pie to a dark elf. Throthradir just picked up the bounty. Plus, the Archers wanted to make a point. There is only one pro team in Avelon, and if the Bakers want to go pro and share the stadium they will have to go through the Archers to earn it.” Replied Kondor.

Querulus huffed. “You know, we could cut off all concessions at Archer home games.”

“You won’t do that. You make too much profit off the buns and popcorn. Oh, and leave Corbis alone as long as he pays his dues. The Tarnished Crown is under Archer protection.”

Querulus raised a hairy fist. “You will regret this Kondor. Somehow I will make you and all those elves pay.”

Kondor turned his back and left the field shouting over his shoulder. “Get in line. Maybe someone can teach these elves a lesson.”
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