Post by Dragonvisper on Apr 12, 2015 10:46:34 GMT
A cold evning in southen sylvania, the blood mons brigth ,red ligth streams dovn onto the arena in dragonhoof., where 6 teams are gathert...
upon a trone, made of bone from dead bb players sits lord dragonvisper and watches the teams whit a smug smile..
He rises from the throne, and whit a great leap covering 100 of meters he lands infront of them whit no more noise then a cat that jumps dovn from a tabel..
he put his arms behind his back and start to pace infront of the teams, he looks at each of them and when he finaly speaks his voice is Cold like the northen Wind...
my good*voice filled whit the darkest of sarcasme* orks(iron rock jeasters), the best i could find in iron rock Leagues, how have you disapoited me... failing to reach playofs in the tin leauge*he looks at them his red eys burning whit fury*
but its not all yure fault betven nuffels curse and my ovn coaching, i can understand the team have had a hard time, so im giving it a sekond chance, do well in the balsa spoon cup, and i migth let you be my team in the upcoming bronze leauge...
he moves over to the batteret skaven team(Running Rat reavers) and pats the rat orge Ren hoek on the tail... well,well my fast littel freinds, you all did better then ekspekted in these cirkumstances you all where playing in, so im loking forward for you all to defend yure place and win the crippled hospital leauge, even if it wil cost the lives of some of you*he laughs whit a Cold and evil sound that sems to carry on the Wind far further then it should naturaly*
he then moves over to the khemi team(lord whish`s bones) just standing there not doing anything and mumbles somthing about a nuffels curse that wil be lifted today whit a sacreficy so he can take the team to wictory...
the neks two teams brings a smile to his Cold lips , my dear ladies(dragonvispers`s sisters and naggaroths spiders) you are my future in ip leauges, do well and the World is yurs for the taking i have invested a lot of gold and time in yure teams and i know you wont disapoint me, because we are kin in all aspekts of this sport i have a present for you all* he smiles agin rather diabolic* and motions to the last team on the field..
THis is The masked United*he says whit a voice so Cold, it even makes the female wampires in dragonvispers sisters tremble* this team has atrakted nuffels curse To me and lost evry match they have ever played, even in a Lauge for only elves,
tonigth i offer there blood to nuffels so he wil end this curse and let me comand my teams on even play turms in the ip leauges...he issues a simpel comand and whit enourmes mental controll all the teams makes a cirkel around the poor elves of the masked United...
he motions to the female wampires of the sisters to join him and whit screams of joy, that freaces the blood of the living the blood bath starts, 10 mins after the cirkel is covert in blood and limps and the masked United is no more...
Lord dragonvispers returns to his throne covert in blood and whit a satisfied smile he pronouces... lets the games begin and know what faith the wil happen to you all if you fails me...