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I could tell you that all was well and things were looking good... but the rats need a touch of touch-up paint. I could tell you that the direction I was going was up... but I think it's more like a stumbling side step.
High noon. It's almost like a western and you expect someone to ride in and save your butt...
The Sons of the Apocalypse (Chaos), The DoomBeards (Chaos Dwarves), and The Beasts of Burden are running through our Blood Bowl League like water through a sieve.
I am bound and determined to make them pay for the things they have done... or kill my team trying!