Today marks the day the day time hours are reversed and days are getting shorter from this point on. Thus people get together around mid-night bonfires to banish the cold in the remembrance of the ancient Finnish
rites, conserved up to this day. But little did they anticipate the events about to unfold in the Blood Bowl arenas.
Team, I've hired a far-seer to the team. This Beast of Nurgle has been gifted with the ability to see the future events. Unfortunately, this gift seems to have driven him insane!
I've sssseeeen through the time assss it floatssss around
Yes yes very good. But note that we need every edge we can get, he won't play the game for us, but perhaps he might say something useful, some minute detail that otherwise escapes our attention. Please mind his smell.
Today, we go again against dorfs
I've to say, it's one impressive stadium they got here. It's as if it was carved into the stone itself. Wait, it is.
Thankfully, they do not have a Death Roller. That thing gives me the creeps, haven't da MekBoyz figured how to build our own?
They go with a star player called Barik, and a Bloodweiser Babe. They will return from knock outs easily. Whether that is the Babe or the Beer, I don't know. And don't want to find out.
Barik looks like this. That red eye there is just for show. It looks creepy but I'm sure it's nothing.
Standard defensive formation as we lost the coin toss.
Swashmebuckle kicks
And the spectators throw a rock on the opposition side. Hur hur. Gotta love our fans.
Blood sssshalll be ssssshed today
Mm-kay. I thought that was sort of given, as this is called Blood Bowl anyways. Perhaps that rock did cause some, the player is stunned.
Swashmebuckle does exceptionally well on kicking on far backfield, giving dorfs grief on protecting the ball. Without Sure Hands on their Runner, this would have been turnover.
Scourge gets pushed
And the block attempt on Blackbelt is met with a skull.
TurnoverWell, that was short. Get it,
short?
Our right flank blitzers advance like hungry fruit bats in a pursuit of rotten banana crate. There's no holding them back! Run my pretties, run! Spoon also demonstrates his newly found usefulness just by standing in the middle. Guarding makes it easy to block anyone, which is discovered by the Trollslayer
Another trollslayer goes down by Black Dynamite
Quite stunningly too.
Mammothtank revs once again that trusty blitz engine. It's time to kick this sucker down
Oh,
that was their superstar? Whatever
He then advances further to pressure the ball carrier in the back field
Seeing a substantial number of dorfs lying down, Spoon moves to left side to stop them. We shall troll over them!
And that's our first turn done.
Dorfs bring the ball a bit closer to the LoS. But since we trolled over them, it's hard to get supporting players there.
But that won't be enough.
Just one guy gets near the ball. Mad Max goes down on the left hand side of the pitch, and they try to take out Swashmebuckle. He just moves along with the push, and laughs it away.
And then it's our turn #2.
To get our priorities straight, we will knock over the runner and steal the ball. Anything else is secondary. So, first an assist, then a blitz by no-one else but Mammothtank
Nope, that isn't good enough. If that runner gets to the other dorfs, it's a game over for us! Re-roll!
Now, that's better. And no, DON'T JUMP ON HIM!
Srihag moves the Linedorf away from the ball. Apparently, we will not be picking it up this turn.
After some consequtive blocking, it's time to move Spoon once again. So many dorfs have fallen, and as a never resting sentinel, he guards them, not as their protector, but preventing them causing harm ever again. Though that may be a bit too much of promise to hold. We shall see.
Yessss there will be blood. The widowssss sssshalll lament!
Huh? We have been remarkably non-violent in the recent games. And no big injuries even with the Death Roller. I wonder whether this far-seer sees as far as he says?
On their #3 turn, Dorfs blitz Scourge. Why, I have no idea, I thought the ball loose on their end would be the priority #1.
They also attempt to remove Mammoth from the proximity of the ball.
But it's also unfortunate to try to block Spoon, even if there are three of you supporting!
TurnoverWe waste no time in securing the ball. Mammoth does the honors.
No, the Mammoth murdermachine is not up to spec today. It's just a stun.
Srihag sees the ball, and runs!
Thissss issss a ssssscore
Well, thanks for telling me that Far-seer. They have one (1) player who can possibly reach, and even he has to roll a clear hit (1/6, but with a re-roll) to get Srihag down. As Srihag is skilled with Dodge.
Other than that, there was a lot of blocking and re-joicing in the LoS, but nothing substantial happened there.
The end of third turn looks like this
Not too shabby, eh?
Panicked, the dorfs attempt to blitz Srihag. With a runner. STR 3 vs STR 3 as predicted. We'll see how it goes.
First, Mammoth tackles him
Re-roll!
Which works
...and they also had to roll for a go for it. That didn't work, and this is the point where you can still see Srihag punching the dude away.
TurnoverGuess what happens on our 4th turn? You won't need a far-seer for that
...
Yea, you kinda figured didn't you?
We kick the ball second time for defensive!
Then the referee realizes that usage of Barik is actually forbidden in the game, and throws him off. He is a
Secret Weapon after all. Whose effectiveness could be debated at this point really.
Our defensive formation is the same as the offensive formation. Offense is the best defense!
Swashmebuckle kicks again
And the moment he does that, the clouds above the stadium finally unleash their wet fury on the unsuspecting players. Remember to keep your undies dry, nothing is more demoralizing than wet undies!
The ball doesn't go as far this time. Hmm, might be a bit more difficult here.
The dorfs get close to the center field. Not surprising. Despite a mere 50 % chance of pick-up, the Runner manages it this time.
Scourge gets blocked. Hard.
Scourge must have the biggest glass knee in the team, as he gets stunned by a punch to the knee.
Scourge: Punch my face, punch my tummy, but not my knee!
Then the dorfs direct their attention to Black Knight, which may have been a mistake.
TurnoverIt shouldn't surprise anyone that our right hand blitzers advance fast to harass the ball once again. Do they fall once again to the same dastardly trap?
Uh, that is, if Srihag makes it to cover THAT particular tile on the pitch.
Re-roll!
He does, Wunderbar!
Mammothtank revs that engine on left hand flank to push hard to harass the ball carrier even more.
Uh, what? Mammoth seemingly just killed one!
Apothecary is rolled in!
That's a direct hit to the head, breaking the battle hardened dwarven skull to pieces. There's no surviving that, he's beyond even the Apothecary's help. The dorf died with a tankard on his lips. If I had to die, that way would rank among the top of the list.
As cool guys don't look back, neither doesn't Mammoth. He continues to pursue the ball carrier. What a cool dude!
Black Knight knocks a long beard down
Black Dynamite blocks the Trollslayer on the grounds that he's just annoying.
Instead of capturing the exact moment the punch connected, instead we got two Black Orcs glaring intensively. They are pissed off, it's raining!
Then Spoon trolls over the other trollslayer.
And that ends our 5th turn.
One will ssssstill die
What an ominous prediction
