Post by Kordarus on Jul 8, 2017 23:50:19 GMT -6
Mallobaude Dark knights 0 vs Rock Tough 3
Brecia from Rock Tough scored 2 Touchdown
Siltstone from Rock Tough caused 2 casualities and killed Louis de Moussillon
Brett the Leper will miss next game for Broken Ribs
I swear, on the lady, that I will avenge my brother death and make sure Siltstone perish by my hands.
Guy de Moussillon, brother of Louis de moussillon
After that humiliating defeat, Mallobaude himself, captain of the Mallobaude Dark Knights, storm into Peg Leg Pete office, owner of the CRIPPLED league and ask that the board do some testing on these Dwarfs. "They were clearly on some strength and agility potions influence and YOU should be immediately starting an investigation process, sir, to get to the bottom of this abomination. Dwarfs scoring 3 Touchdown, this is ridiculous, not against Vaillant Bretonnians."
"We won't let it go that easy Pete, let me tell you that." says Mallobaude enraged with a black eye still visible on his face.
Leaning back in his huge comfy chair, Pete pulls off the old peg leg and set the contraption on his desk. Rubbing his stump, he thinks to himself. "This has been a good start to the week, Nuffle, please let this first week end just as strong as it has started." Looking out of the window of his tiny office, he notices the Skaven player Ikkit discussing the finer points of cheese making with George the local cheese merchant. Opening the window, Pete yells down to the player, "Hey Ikkit, humans can't eat warp stone!" The tiny rat looks up and nods his understanding. "Heh, Gutter Runners."
Pete returns to his desk and the mound of injury reports that have started to stack up. He opens the first file, "How did a whole team come up dead before their match. This is unacceptable behavior, this is...oh, they were facing the chaos dwarves, typical."
As he signs off on the report the door slams open followed by Mallobaude, owner and coach of the Dark Knights. "Oh, hello Mallobaude, what has someone done wrong this time?"
Striding forward Mallobaude seats himself, but remains rigid with rage. "What have you decided, Peter?"
Quaffing his mug of ale, Pete looks back at Mallobaude with a hint of amusement. "I have decided to take action."
The look on Mallobaude becomes slightly relaxed. Interrupting he says,"And that is?"
Undeterred, Pete continues,"I agree that three touchdowns are a lot for a dwarf team. In fact, it is nearly impossible. So here is what we are doing. We are going to put a commission together to investigate this egregious overlaps in their judgement. Furthermore, that commission will be made up of refs from the league. Also, I am going to recommend that you hire Bo Peepe to train your players. She has experience in taking a bunch of girls and turning them into a championship blood bowl team. HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!"
Sputtering as his face turns bright red, Mallobaude states,"You haven't heard the last of me! I will..."
Interrupting Pete stands up on his good leg."You'll what?" When Mallobaude doesn't answer Pete continues."Now get out of my office and gently close the door!" Mallobaude stumbles out closing the door.
Touching the glowing globe on his desk a smiling blonde woman looks out at Pete. "Yes sir?"
"Jen, would you warn the refs that Mallobaude's undies are in a bunch and that he may be heading their way. Thanks Jen"
Wixx was the newest of the goblin refs. Walking slowly he thought to himself." How did I's get into this mess."
After Mallobaude's discussion with Pete. Mallobaude went straight over to the referees and began to berate them until they agreed to investigate the matter. The referees being of mostly goblin decent look at each other knowing that you can't just go and accuse a dwarf of cheating, even if they were. It was downright dangerous, especially for a goblin.
Huddled together they decided that they would draw straws and the loser would go "investigate" the matter. Wixx drew that short straw and being unable to prove how the straws were rigged, was forced to go investigate team Rock Tough.
Wixx knew he could find the Rock Toughs at "The Short Hill Bar" , thierbut what was he going to do when he got there?
Wixx opened the door to the tavern. The sound of cheer and the smell of ale filled the air. Wixx noticed that the bar lacked the greener skin and nearly decided not to enter, but from the door way, he could see the Rock Toughs still on their gear in the corner of the bar.
"Are they still celebrating? The match was three days ago." Wixx thought to himself.
As Wixx crossed the threshold, the bar went silent. Almost as if a spell of silence was cast. Wixx not sure whom to speak to decided that the dwarf behind the big book had to be the boss. As Wixx came closer, he could feel the weight of the room upon him.
Gabbro was in the middle of looking over his book of grudges when the noise stopped. Then he noticed a goblin approaching him. Gabbro hated goblins almost as must as he hated anything chaos.
As Wixx drew near Gabbro spoke to him will a scowl on his face. "What do yee want?
Wixx shuddering but trying to be official."I comes to speaks to you about the match against the dark knights. I's investigating if you hand maybe used help, lika potions or ah..."
Gabbro cuts him off. "Are you accusing the honorable Rock Toughs of cheating?"
Chairs began to scuff the floor as dwarves began to stand.
Wixx begins to look around nervously. He had seen these dwarves in action on the pitch and he doubted he could dodge out the door if he needed too.
Wixx replies with a studder. "I's uh I's uh justa doin mies job...."
Gabbro stands up slamming his fist on the wooden table making a explosive cracking sound as if the table was going to give way. "Get out of here before I put you in my book for impugning our honor. Then someone else will have to do their job."
Before Gabbro could finish, Wixx was already tripping over his own feet heading for the door.
Gabbro looked over to Breccia," That was easy enough. Is the stuff ready for the next game?"
Upon Wixx's return, all accusations of foul play had been dismissed.
Brecia from Rock Tough scored 2 Touchdown
Siltstone from Rock Tough caused 2 casualities and killed Louis de Moussillon
Brett the Leper will miss next game for Broken Ribs
I swear, on the lady, that I will avenge my brother death and make sure Siltstone perish by my hands.
Guy de Moussillon, brother of Louis de moussillon
After that humiliating defeat, Mallobaude himself, captain of the Mallobaude Dark Knights, storm into Peg Leg Pete office, owner of the CRIPPLED league and ask that the board do some testing on these Dwarfs. "They were clearly on some strength and agility potions influence and YOU should be immediately starting an investigation process, sir, to get to the bottom of this abomination. Dwarfs scoring 3 Touchdown, this is ridiculous, not against Vaillant Bretonnians."
"We won't let it go that easy Pete, let me tell you that." says Mallobaude enraged with a black eye still visible on his face.
Leaning back in his huge comfy chair, Pete pulls off the old peg leg and set the contraption on his desk. Rubbing his stump, he thinks to himself. "This has been a good start to the week, Nuffle, please let this first week end just as strong as it has started." Looking out of the window of his tiny office, he notices the Skaven player Ikkit discussing the finer points of cheese making with George the local cheese merchant. Opening the window, Pete yells down to the player, "Hey Ikkit, humans can't eat warp stone!" The tiny rat looks up and nods his understanding. "Heh, Gutter Runners."
Pete returns to his desk and the mound of injury reports that have started to stack up. He opens the first file, "How did a whole team come up dead before their match. This is unacceptable behavior, this is...oh, they were facing the chaos dwarves, typical."
As he signs off on the report the door slams open followed by Mallobaude, owner and coach of the Dark Knights. "Oh, hello Mallobaude, what has someone done wrong this time?"
Striding forward Mallobaude seats himself, but remains rigid with rage. "What have you decided, Peter?"
Quaffing his mug of ale, Pete looks back at Mallobaude with a hint of amusement. "I have decided to take action."
The look on Mallobaude becomes slightly relaxed. Interrupting he says,"And that is?"
Undeterred, Pete continues,"I agree that three touchdowns are a lot for a dwarf team. In fact, it is nearly impossible. So here is what we are doing. We are going to put a commission together to investigate this egregious overlaps in their judgement. Furthermore, that commission will be made up of refs from the league. Also, I am going to recommend that you hire Bo Peepe to train your players. She has experience in taking a bunch of girls and turning them into a championship blood bowl team. HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!"
Sputtering as his face turns bright red, Mallobaude states,"You haven't heard the last of me! I will..."
Interrupting Pete stands up on his good leg."You'll what?" When Mallobaude doesn't answer Pete continues."Now get out of my office and gently close the door!" Mallobaude stumbles out closing the door.
Touching the glowing globe on his desk a smiling blonde woman looks out at Pete. "Yes sir?"
"Jen, would you warn the refs that Mallobaude's undies are in a bunch and that he may be heading their way. Thanks Jen"
Wixx was the newest of the goblin refs. Walking slowly he thought to himself." How did I's get into this mess."
After Mallobaude's discussion with Pete. Mallobaude went straight over to the referees and began to berate them until they agreed to investigate the matter. The referees being of mostly goblin decent look at each other knowing that you can't just go and accuse a dwarf of cheating, even if they were. It was downright dangerous, especially for a goblin.
Huddled together they decided that they would draw straws and the loser would go "investigate" the matter. Wixx drew that short straw and being unable to prove how the straws were rigged, was forced to go investigate team Rock Tough.
Wixx knew he could find the Rock Toughs at "The Short Hill Bar" , thierbut what was he going to do when he got there?
Wixx opened the door to the tavern. The sound of cheer and the smell of ale filled the air. Wixx noticed that the bar lacked the greener skin and nearly decided not to enter, but from the door way, he could see the Rock Toughs still on their gear in the corner of the bar.
"Are they still celebrating? The match was three days ago." Wixx thought to himself.
As Wixx crossed the threshold, the bar went silent. Almost as if a spell of silence was cast. Wixx not sure whom to speak to decided that the dwarf behind the big book had to be the boss. As Wixx came closer, he could feel the weight of the room upon him.
Gabbro was in the middle of looking over his book of grudges when the noise stopped. Then he noticed a goblin approaching him. Gabbro hated goblins almost as must as he hated anything chaos.
As Wixx drew near Gabbro spoke to him will a scowl on his face. "What do yee want?
Wixx shuddering but trying to be official."I comes to speaks to you about the match against the dark knights. I's investigating if you hand maybe used help, lika potions or ah..."
Gabbro cuts him off. "Are you accusing the honorable Rock Toughs of cheating?"
Chairs began to scuff the floor as dwarves began to stand.
Wixx begins to look around nervously. He had seen these dwarves in action on the pitch and he doubted he could dodge out the door if he needed too.
Wixx replies with a studder. "I's uh I's uh justa doin mies job...."
Gabbro stands up slamming his fist on the wooden table making a explosive cracking sound as if the table was going to give way. "Get out of here before I put you in my book for impugning our honor. Then someone else will have to do their job."
Before Gabbro could finish, Wixx was already tripping over his own feet heading for the door.
Gabbro looked over to Breccia," That was easy enough. Is the stuff ready for the next game?"
Upon Wixx's return, all accusations of foul play had been dismissed.