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Roster [X] Dark Elf

In the darkest street of early Commorragh a hooded man stands in the shadow of a building. His face is not visible but a faint red glow escapes from under his hood. Other than him, the street is empty. Not many people come to the city of the Dark Elves. You could feel the pressure of danger hanging in the air but the hooded man seems perfectly at ease. He is a regular in this particular part of the city. Even some dark elves avoid this part. The rumors of relentless creulty and infinite torture flow frequently. Humans only know the place from myth, none have ever ventured there.

The hooded man is there and he is there with a purpose. Waiting, always waiting. From the far en of the street a lonely looking woman walks into the street. Even though here figure looks fragile she has an air of superiority over her. Here outfit matches the air of superiority, small pieces of armor revealing as much as she wants to show. She walks slowly but defiantly throught the street. The hooded man looks in her direction. The glimpse of a smile on his face. The woman still does not seem to notice the hooded man, but it seems like she isn't interesting in noticing anything. The pressure in the air is rising as the women is closing the place where the hooded man is standing in the shadows. When she is right in front of him she stops walking. a Minute passes and still she is looking straight ahead, not moving. The hooded man is looking at her and the glow of red seems more a little less faint than before. After what seems like ages the woman speaks: "You are Endoform I presume", she says, still looking towards the end of the street. The hooded man is looking at her but does not say anything. The voice of the woman shows no fear, but there is a tone of respect. The woman continues: "I am Vectrarakhna Rak'Nahata." she pauses again. The hooded man still does not respond. "The rumor goes you are recruiting. I deem it only fit that I will be part of your selection.". All the while the woman is looking towards the end of the street. The hooded man does not respond. Minutes go by. Then the hooded man speaks. His voice is the lowest and deepest voice you ever heard, it seems to come straight from the earth. "And why do you deem yourself fit Vectrarakhna Rak'Nahata?". For the first time the woman turns and looks at the hooded man. A determined look upon her face. "Call me Vectra. But you already know why I am fit for your selection. My reputation precedes me. As does yours.". "So it seems", says the hooded man.

The women is impressed by the air of power the radiates from the hooded man. She is not affraid. It is not in her nature to be affraid. If he is only half of what his reputation says than is a man who should dealt with with respect. Her own reputation is already well spread. They call her "the Dark Lady". She resides the biggest home right in the middle of the city. Her hobby, one that she shares with many dark elves, is torturing humans. However, her methods and techniques far outclass any dark elf. But the hooded man in front of her is not entirely human. She despises humans. There is no human capable of wielding so much power as the man in front of her. And there is the strange red glow from under his hood. Almost like his eyes are burning deep red. A few days ago, when she was torturing a human who was crazy enought to cross her path, she heard the rumor that He was coming to Commorragh to recruit. An opportunity such as this was not something to ignore. The rumor seemed valid. She was standing in front of the most powerful person alive. And that was only half of his reputation. But she was here and she was certain he would find her worthy. She is the best after all.

Minutes pass. They both just stand and look at eachother. She still has the look of superiority on her face, but the hooded man seems not impressed. "Very well... You can concider yourelf recruited. Be ready!". The woman turns without saying a word en starts walking towards the end of the street. A final glance back reveals an empty space where the man was just a few seconds ago. With a smile on her face she continues her walk down the street, leaving it quiet en deserted once more...
New Team Page Beta
Player Ma St Ag Av Skills Inj G Cp Td It Cs Mvp SPP Cost  
1
Barun D'kah
Blitzer
7 4 5 8
Block
Dodge, +AG, Leap, Guard, +ST
   33 9 18 1 8 0 81/176 260k
(283)k
  
2
Torque Tra'Quesh
Blitzer
8 3 4 8
Block
Mighty Blow, +MA
   11 3 1 0 6 2 28/31 160k
(153)k
  
3
Kragh'Tok
Blitzer
7 3 4 8
Block
Dodge, Side Step
   21 3 4 0 5 1 30/31 140k
(153)k
  
4
Karka'Tha
Blitzer
7 3 4 8
Block
Tackle
   1 0 2 0 0 0 6/16 120k
(130)k
  
5
Lesh'Ki Nak'Ti
Lineman
7 3 3 8
Block, +MA, Dodge, Shadowing
 -ag 35 4 5 0 6 4 51/76 160k
(160)k
  
6
Rokothi N'Khar
Lineman
6 3 4 8   2 0 0 0 0 0 0/6 70k
(70)k
  
7
Brakhat Bri'Kih
Lineman
6 3 4 8
Mighty Blow, Block, Tackle
   18 0 1 0 9 4 41/51 140k
(133)k
  
8
Quathakh NroSh
Lineman
6 3 4 8
Dirty Player
   3 0 2 1 0 1 13/16 90k
(120)k
  
9
Ravi Wleh'Sha
Lineman
6 3 4 8
Guard, Block
   35 2 2 0 4 2 26/31 120k
(123)k
  
10
Barokh Thorianquar
Lineman
6 3 4 8
Kick
   8 4 1 0 1 0 9/16 90k
(90)k
  
11
Zrath Kri'Lok'Kha
Lineman
6 3 4 8   0 0 0 0 0 0 0/6 70k
(70)k
  
12
Throraq'Na NiMokh
Thrower
6 3 4 8
Pass
Accurate
   7 8 0 0 0 1 13/16 110k
(115)k
  
12 players  
Coach: Endoform Re-Rolls (100k): 3  
Race: Dark Elf Fan Factor: 15  
Current Team Value: 0k Assistant Coaches: 1  
Treasury: 35k Cheerleaders: 0  
Team Value: 1890k Apothecary: Yes  

Games Played:36 (22/3/11) |TD Diff:8 (66 - 58) |Cas Diff:26 (50/34/17 - 34/26/15)
Last Opponent: Vilevomit