“Nurgle.. my fourth opponent. Can the Spriggans overcome the foul stench?

The Spriggans kicked to the nurglites. They then lunged forward to chase the ball down, and had tackle zones on the ball almost every turn until turn 6. Alby and the leggy blonde simply didn't do anything, standing around and showing off their beautiful good looks; but then, the ball suddenly burst away from the scrimmage, and a nurgling (agi 2 with 2 tackle zones on him and 2 distubring presences nearby) catches the ball! 1-2-3 turns he ran, all the way for a touchdown, albeit helped by various minotaurs smashing themselves into the ground and spriggans tripping on their own feet as they tried to chase the lone nurgling down.

Half ends 0-1 for the Blight of the Concords!

The second half saw more chainsaw gore keeping the leggy blonde out of play, although the chainsaw couldn't penetrate the impossible beauty, and so the beast was never removed from play. The Spriggans confidentently marched down the field for a turn 7 goal, 1-1.

Then a blitz! defensive play! Perhaps the halflings could get someone far enough downfield for a touch.. no.. the ball bounced out for a touchback. Now the Concords have a chance for a.. no.. they got beat down by Eogan again (the spriggan of the match with as many casualties as both minotaurs combined!). The Spriggans tried to set up a TTM touchdown to no avail.. then the nurglings picked the ball back up again and set up for a skill increasing pass! But.. all those disturbing presences.. who to pass to.. wait.. YES! The recieved, NINE squares away in the back field! LONG BOMB BACKWARDS! YOU CAN DO IT! and yes.. Mel CATCHES the incredible nurgling throw! The crowd goes wild, Spriggans hit the floor in frothing rage!

The game is over!
1-1!

Thanks Leipziger!

The only skill from the match was on Eogan, the brutal spriggan - apparently his brutality was too much, and a devilish tail now whips about him, tying up any who try to move past him.”