One merry day, Orm Svarte walked around in the mud in the Takalorr Jungle. After annoying some of his fellow orkziez he was captured and forced to join the mercenaries to play Blood Bowl. He wasn't very interested, but in the second match, something happened. After setting up in the field, he stood with his feet broad, to be able to laugh at the hobgobs running around, stupid as they are. Suddenly a small, chaotic dwarf came running towards him and crashed him to the ground. His new ironpanties took the beating, so he rised up after it. New drive, same thing and soon he was knocked out. When only the last turn was left, he decided to get even. He ran after the ball and put himself in the opponents half and called for Bult the troll. "Gemme to zat endzoniezingie 'n I will show zem all!!! Stooopid Dworviez!!!

Bult threw and Orm landed. Right on target, ignoring the TZ of a dwarf and scored!!! There were much rejoicing, and for once, Orm was celebrated as a hero. Orm decided to celebrate a lot, since goblins aren't longlived among the mercenaries. 3 goblins had already died the last games...