“The Scrabbler's head coach, the Archon of Avarice Egrimov Mintscrape appeared pallid on the day of the Saucy Scrabbler's first league game.

He had known this day would come. He only wish he had more... more money.

The Scrabblers, his little green mealtickets, were drawn against a side hailing from the white sands that swirl about the dead city of Khemri. "Cheesecake" were beyond doubt the most brutal assembly of heartless murderers enlisted in the league. Boasting 4 mummies, intent upon feeding their dark hearts upon the souls of the living, they would be a slaughter.

Though he winced at the thought of paying the Troll's exorbitant fee (given that his own worked for free), Egrimov was convinced to hire the renowned 'Ripper' Bolgrot to bring in as many drooling imbeciles as possible. He billed the game as "The most savage sacrifice of grizzly goblins ever seen! - The last minutes of the Saucy Scrabblers" and set to work finding any possible avenue of opportunity that he had not rigorously exploited for profit.

The game started to tumultuous roar. Several goblins peered around nervously from their places in the field before bunching together behind the Trolls, only the more experiences greenskins sought the unprotected, wild wings.

The whistle blew, a skeleton fumbled the football and suddenly the Scrabblers sprung into action. Invigorated by the presence of a Star Player in their midst, the Saucy Scrabblers fought with a tenacity that had to be seen to be believed.

After a lot of scrabbling the Skeleton had regained control of the football when a frenzied cry broke out from the Goblin lines. Tilty sprinted round the line of scrimmage and leapt, at full pelt, into the face of considerably larger the Khemrian ball-carrier. Against ridiculous odds, the snarling little ball of green violence knocked the Khemrian to the floor and claimed the football for his own.

(yes.. 1 Goblin, 1 Opponent - 2bd Defender's choice - Both POW - How Jammy Is That? :D )

Tilty ran as fast as his spindly legs could carry him, past 3 Skeletons who were eagerly strangling two of his teammates to score a touchdown forcing a new kick.

Another breakout gave the Scrabblers a clear wing to force a fresh touchdown through. However, the celebrated former-cutpurse Dibbni spun violently out of his attempted dodge on the other side of the pitch and planted himself firmly into the studs of his blocker, putting an immediate end to his very promising future.

(My Agi 4 Goblin fails a dodge roll and DIES! HIS DODGING IS 2+ NO MATTER WHAT AND HE NOT ONLY FAILS BUT DIES! Hahaha!)

"And so it begins" thought Egrimov.

Tilty, sought the endzone after his skeletal assailant collapsed in a knot of his own extremities and put the 2nd Scrabblers Touchdown through.

"Eh?" snorted Egimov, his eyes beginning to glow with the renewed greed. "They're winning.. They're actually winning! I'M GOING TO BE RICH!"

The Khemri sought a consolatory goal but, weighed down by no less than 4 goblins, who were grasping his limbs the skeleton fell and dropped the football.

Grabla quickly scooped the ball up into his hands, dashed as far as he dared and with such exertion that it cart-wheeled his miniature green frame, threw it to one of his comrades.

The football soared in a high arc.

"He'll never!"
"Impossible!"
"HE WILL!" The commentator screamed as Squilpip caught the football and began sprinting at truly phenomenal pace, deftly eating up the pitch before him.

The second ticked away on the vast glass clock at the end of the stadium.

His little green ears flattened against his head as he pushed faster and faster. His feet a blur as everyone around him stopped their scuffles and brawls to watch.

"TOUCHDOOOOOOOWN!" - *BONG!*

(4 GFI's in 2 turns :D)


The score came through on the last second of play as the thunderous bell announced the end of the game. Saucy Scrabblers 3 - Cheesecake 0.

Egrimov Mintscrape fell to his knees, tears condensing in his eyes.

"So... much... Money!"



A small wreath was left for Dibbni outside the stands. He will be missed.”