We've recently concluded our Blood Bowl RPG. I want to share these images and chapter headings, though I'm going to let them go without context, which I feel ultimately belongs to the players.
I dream of bloody snowdrifts decked with frozen caribou
Delectable as angels roasted o'er larch stacked two by two
As delicious as an angel salted, smoked, and split in two
But pale light falls wan across the bloody boards of fir
Bloody for their barrenness, dry sans sangre vir
A snack could warm this yhetee like a second sterling fur
The quill quakes withal my ogrish empty rumbling tummy, grrr
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| Blood Bowl: Zirrexelekakazax Edition |
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