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2016-03-17 10:33:38
3 votes, rating 5.3
3 votes, rating 5.3
The Return of Ruckus
Six weeks ago ...
As the 145 Rookie League LVI Grand Championship drew to a close, a forgotten figure lay sprawled on a metal table in the dingy infirmary under the pitch.
The Elven healer stood to one side, apron caked with gore, bonesaw in hand, but merely waited, taking no action to assist her patient. They were alone, the stadium infirmary's Goblin attendants quickly dismissed after retrieving the broken player from the pitch.
Occasionally the roars and screams of the crowd filtered through the iron bars of the tiny window set high in the wall of the room. Occasionally the figure on the table groaned, gurgled, or made a feeble attempt to reach a hand to its wounds.
The time was close, and the healer approached. A single eye turned to look at her, blinking rapidly to keep its field of vision clear of blood.
"You see Ruckus, it just wouldn't have done. An entire team, winners, carried by a single player with just 9 SPP, who got lucky on his first level up? Ridiculous. It would have been a different story if you had scored again, or broke more face by your own hand, but you were too content to just support your fellow players and - ugh - help the team win. It was embarrassing, for all of us. I was there when they paid off the other team for your removal - did you notice how they would not stop fouling? Not paying off the referee too was a master stroke."
The healer stopped her exposition. The figure had expired.
As the 145 Rookie League LVI Grand Championship drew to a close, a forgotten figure lay sprawled on a metal table in the dingy infirmary under the pitch.
The Elven healer stood to one side, apron caked with gore, bonesaw in hand, but merely waited, taking no action to assist her patient. They were alone, the stadium infirmary's Goblin attendants quickly dismissed after retrieving the broken player from the pitch.
Occasionally the roars and screams of the crowd filtered through the iron bars of the tiny window set high in the wall of the room. Occasionally the figure on the table groaned, gurgled, or made a feeble attempt to reach a hand to its wounds.
The time was close, and the healer approached. A single eye turned to look at her, blinking rapidly to keep its field of vision clear of blood.
"You see Ruckus, it just wouldn't have done. An entire team, winners, carried by a single player with just 9 SPP, who got lucky on his first level up? Ridiculous. It would have been a different story if you had scored again, or broke more face by your own hand, but you were too content to just support your fellow players and - ugh - help the team win. It was embarrassing, for all of us. I was there when they paid off the other team for your removal - did you notice how they would not stop fouling? Not paying off the referee too was a master stroke."
The healer stopped her exposition. The figure had expired.
Comments
Posted by Rbthma on 2016-03-17 15:48:25
Fickle apothecary - perhaps the rats paid her off as well as the refs?
Posted by The_Carthaginian on 2016-03-17 19:41:04
Ah, well Dear Reader, in the match concerned, the Skaven were fouling with a vengeance, and the ref sent each and every single one who did off the pitch, to the extent that they had very few players left on the pitch to contest the match, leading to a victory for the Elves.
The treacherous and intricate ways of the Druchii can be mysterious to outsiders, but the only* logical** conclusion is that the crafty, crafty Dark Elf managers paid the Skaven off to assassinate our noble hero Uncle Ruckus (No Relation), and similarly convinced the team healer to let him leave the land of the living.
From the ref's hardline response to the Skaven fouling, it appears that they did not bribe him, or perhaps they were out-bribed by the Dark Elves, or perhaps did not care that so much fouling could cost them the final. Regardless, it seems that some serious gold was paid for Ruckus' removal!
(* Ahem)
(** Ahem)
The treacherous and intricate ways of the Druchii can be mysterious to outsiders, but the only* logical** conclusion is that the crafty, crafty Dark Elf managers paid the Skaven off to assassinate our noble hero Uncle Ruckus (No Relation), and similarly convinced the team healer to let him leave the land of the living.
From the ref's hardline response to the Skaven fouling, it appears that they did not bribe him, or perhaps they were out-bribed by the Dark Elves, or perhaps did not care that so much fouling could cost them the final. Regardless, it seems that some serious gold was paid for Ruckus' removal!
(* Ahem)
(** Ahem)