The bell struck, the teams emerged onto the pitch, the young flings strode out, confident their months of training would be paying off immediately and they'd show the cheering crowd what the best of the Moot could really do.

The stadium was packed to the rafters, a daunting presence for the stout smallfellows, but they'd weathered more intimidating venues before and walked away, pride intact.

It was Deriwald Brandybutter who noticed it first. A large image on the pitch in the opponent's half. Brooding large and dominating most of the ground, a deep purple colour. His eyes turned to the silver outlining the logo, and the unmistakable crevasses that aligned to give shape to its tyrian tones. And then the halfling heard the clanking of dwarf boots coming down the tunnel behind him and knew that this game would be his last...

Gentlemen, the fate described above is something every ARR team may face when they click the "big green button" and await the whim of Bowlbot. There are not many things quite as chilling to an ARR sprinter as seeing the words "vs PurpleChest" and "dwarf" (although I hear he likes Orcs too!) appear, and a match screen appear to your right.

Occasionally, a naive soul may say to himself, "ah Dwarfs, well, it's a challenge, but how hard can it be?". Whereupon he enters the game and is greeted with the soul destroying sight... 1 Troll Slayer, 1 Runner, 1 apo, 1 Leader... 1 REROLL??? All that tackle, mass block, and then the guard and mighty blow. Nuffle, I feel ill just thinking about it. And what's more, this isn't exactly a rare occurrence - PC has played and retired more box dwarf teams than I've played dwarf games!

So gents, how would you like to put the boot on the other (hairy) foot? How would you like to drag PurpleChest's dwarven helmet off, and give him a halfling pot?

What am I talking of?



The UnbelievARR sprint!

"Er wait, wots that guv?"
Well, as you may or may not remember, some years ago in the "box full of money" fundraiser, a certain coach known for using Nurgz was persuaded to sprint with OGARRS to raise money for FUMBBL. Last time around, we had our very own box jedi Harad sprint with goblins! (I hear he even fouled once or twice too). This year gents, you have the opportunity to make take this one back into the spirit of original...

Because this year's candidate is none other than PurpleChest.

But of course, this comes with conditions. Getting the man to throw aside his blockers isn't going to be simply a matter of asking nicely. He wants ARR to show some love to FUMBBL and pledge donations for the site and Christer. Well, he wants bribed basically, but it's a bribe we all benefit from. And unlike a longbeard, he doesn't come cheap!

PurpleChest has given us some breakpoints, the first of which if we hit, he'll sprint with an ARR race of *his* choosing. After that? Well, then the choice of his team's race is out of his hands

Gentlemen, I know a few of you have already said in private that you'll pledge an amount. I'd love for you to make that public and for more here to pledge also*... After all, if PurpleChest has shown we can purchase his race for donations, what else can we get him to do? Enter a brawl with his team?

Maybe we can set him some targets? I hear he's the competitive sort! Or maybe you'd like to pledge money for each of his fellow beards that he forces into a retirement home during his sprint?

I've heard word that pledging for this specifically will net you a player named after you on PurpleChest's team (provided demand isn't massive!), and amongst other things, since we here at ARR like shiney things, you can put this in your profile:




But lets face it, the real reward here is being able to draw PC with something squishy and this may be the last chance you get for quite some time!

I'll get the ball rolling and pledge to donate $10 for a completed ARR sprint by PC (hopefully not with a race of his choosing hehehe).

Tune in next time for more news of forthcoming events this season!



*(Pledges will be accepted in private via PM of course if that's what people want).