Warboss Bagrud Longtoof bore down on the captured Dwarf. “A game” he snarled bearing his huge teeth and spilling his grog. Bagrud does love his grog. Bagrud wasn’t the largest of Orcs but demanded the respect of his tribe. Simply… Read the rest

A thick fog dances over the moonlit hellish landscape of Zharr-Naggrund. The forges still hiss and rattle as the smoke from the factorys settle into the fog. The scent in the air is of death. For days the body of… Read the rest

“Ok now I am Mitiaeathel the wardancer and you are Ethedeorn the catcher” said Iltath picking up the leather football and pointing a finger towards the pathway in the middle of the forest. A big smile appeared on the face… Read the rest

Well the coach sat around with all his assists and looked at hie the first season went and well considering what could have happened. Indeed the sponsors had been happy that the team had 1 point it had triggered the… Read the rest