“Now that was a thing of beauty. The Archers of Avelon had scheduled a pair of matches in the elf country near Venlo. The games did not disappoint. Or at least they did not disappoint Kondor.

Mister Lone Star offered an opening match against a group simply called Next Elf Up. The Murker brought a follow up match against his wood elves called Bad Luck Sux. The results were spectacular! Not only did the lightly equipped lesser elves dance circles around the Archers and beat them 2- 0 and 2-1 respectively, they physically dominated the matches. In the first match an Archer rookie catcher suffered a career ending ankle break. Next, versus The Murker's wood elves, a rookie thrower was killed and the Archer bruiser Idrenfineth took such a blow to the head she did not regain consciousness for days. Her head swelled to the point that her old helmet no longer fits so from here on out she will have to play without one.

The Archers of Avelon were not accustomed to losing. The humiliations were a blow the the ego, but ego was something they had to spare. Kondor almost pitied the practice squads they would face in the coming days. The last time they lost a match they mocked the scrubs they faced at practice until one of the linemen brought a hatchet to practice and tried to take his frustrations out on one of the Archers. That did not end well and the rest of the squad refused to continue practice. Ego the archers had in abundance but practice squads were hard to find.

Ah well. The last two matches were well worth the price of admittance.”