“...The sun went gloomy over barcelona and thus the dark ones finally were creeping out of their lairs. For ages the bookies cornered rider´s lot and could not managed a game. the rat coach had demanded therefore to sacrifice the all so lovely witchelf Stheno to the always hungry Rat Ogre Gloanza.

While the skaven coach was messing around in the worldwideweb err.. gutter, the dark ones appeared and agreed to have the game right on the spot!

Excellent ,he thought, knowing he sneaked nice knuckledusters to his stormvermin, Mahatma...hehehe, would be the finest passandrush outbreak the world would have seen...

To our all surprise, Rider G.Omega donated also a fruity barrel full of glistening snotling meat to soothen the big ratty-tatty-ogre compadre.
with his bitchie lady feasting in unison with my ogre pet snotling on a stick..

What a double crossing! while my ogre collapsed poisoned and could not participate, cruel witchie was frenzied like hell during the game and smacked my finest gutter runners off the pitch. Deceiption!!!! =D

At least we had some fans throwing the rockx again....but just the tiny ones this time

Cheers Rider ,who knows how to party with skaven - do the dodge- dance lesson again ..and i will bring the muscatel and your witchie will lay flat.
Yee haw!


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