The Dude is not happy. That rug really tied the undermountain together. Since The Dude has no wife and is not known to anyone as Jeff Lebowski, he realizes this must be a case of mistaken identity. He finds the… Read the rest

It was time. A new season. Just outside the wreckage of a burning town named Copacabana, Marquis de Wholesale sighed, checked his pocket watch, and ordered his shambling thralls to return to a small field outside, which he’d booked specially… Read the rest

      “So, no history outside a couple of training games in the lower leagues….?” “That’s correct” “Very little in the earned skills department” “ …also correct” “And you’d like me to back your application to join the big… Read the rest

Two successful seasons in the lower divisions of the Mead & Mayhem league, mixed results but any seasons with wins in are good seasons for short fat slow weak useless puddles of mush. The success went to Eddie’s head, that… Read the rest

‘…so that concludes my presentation and hopefully will renew your faith in my leadership so we can move forward with confidence’ Jumbuk assumed a power stance and looked heavensway. A stunned silence settled over the hall. Goblins looked at each… Read the rest