“Detox here, reporting from Beyond The Veil. There must have been a mix-up, as the Grim Reaper has brought me to Dwarven Valhalla. I am now surrounded by laughing, grabassing dwarven Blood Bowl players in various states of mutilation. Apparently, my punishment for failing my team is to spend eternity singing Dwarvarian drinking songs like "Yar, Yar, Der HurtenSpielen ist Gut" and eating burnt pig.
I await Morgru CleaveStone in my special hiding spot with a cudgel I've crafted out of pig's leg and a discarded battle helm.
“A hard fought win for the dorfs. The Darkelves showed up a little short on the bench, but they fought very tough under the talented coaching of the up and coming failrate! They made some dazzling moves which left the dwarfs standing scratching their beards, but in the end, nuffle tipped the luck scales in the CrownSmiths favor.
Great opponent and I look forward to a rematch!”
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I await Morgru CleaveStone in my special hiding spot with a cudgel I've crafted out of pig's leg and a discarded battle helm.
:D”