“Travelling back east, the ground suddenly erupted around us, skaven poured forth. We held our heads high before them, but they demanded a game of bloodbowl to let us pass: little did they suspect, that was our game too!

They received, and while we got some pressure on them (with difficulty, one into the crowd), covering all the potential paths for their greater speed simply left us short on the passage clear ahead down the side. Soon enough, they scored, Segovax unable to cover alone, and leaving themselves enough time to grab a second should they free the ball.

So we secured it tighter than ever, pushing them back across the whole field, tying up their better players with our brave new recruits, covering what gaps we could see with some lithe dodging. Of course, time well and truly ran out on us, too intimidated by their speed to break through.

Still, our receive in the second, and this time we tried a tighter block, only to get in each others way and expose our new ball carrier Theokoles, who was immediately sacked. With luck, the ball was ours again, dodging through their remaining screen trying a sudden break, we hoped to leave them behind! But they tripped the support and Barca was left alone to be blitzed down again.

Gannicus pushed them onto the loose ball and nuffle blessed our work with a bounce to Varro, who held onto it in heavy traffic. Gannicus immediately saw off any attempt to recover it, and we ... slowly shifted it toward the line. Varro not an ideal ball carrier these days. Gannicus in work again, cutting down two of their cover attempts, only the huge rat Rend getting near the ball.

I screamed at Varro to dodge away, and he did! We were tied, with time enough for a speedy team to score. A gust of wind took a well-placed kick over the side, leaving them an easier task! The ref gave a new ball to Lachesis, and he ... by the mystic ways of nuffle once more, stumbled clean into the arms of Gannicus, their worst fear! The fates on our side, we took our chance and Gannicus chop-blocked him. Brutal, the ref looked the other way. The ball scatted and they were unable to entertain the crowd long enough to avoid the final whistle.

We agree with the rats about our luck, but we'll take it as free hobs once more. We turn north once again in our travels, our horde of the free growing larger again. Nuffle be praised.”