“The valiant, fragile Mailmen took to the pitch in high spirits, having not lost their last game. The topic of the day was, "Which bone would you least like to break, and why?", when they suddenly noticed that the ball had been kicked off and the game was on.

Not to be distracted by slavering hordes of bloodthirsty chaos spawn, the wood elves threw themselves facefirst at the fists and horns of their opponents. Elves flew like rag dolls into the stands, fortunately not torn to pieces and eaten with gusto like poor Gildor Willowfinder.

Missing their good friends, many of the remaining Mailmen fled into the safety of the Badly Hurt box, glad to resume their conversation on the topic of the day. Alas, Elshar stepped on a cruelly bent paperclip that a mean goblin threw onto the pitch -- hurting his foot, much to the horror of the Badly Hurt box observers!

In the end, though, the topic of the day was thoroughly discussed, and the Mailmen were sorely disappointed to see the Abominations go. Devil Chills earned high marks of esteem for his encyclopedic knowledge of the elven physiology, proposing many bones which are indeed quite bad to break, although he professed no favorites.

Good luck with your team, Markela!”