Norsca Union League

Errr ... hellöu? Not sure if I'm lost or not. However I'm Mr Böldpesten and I'm here on the behalf of my most venerable blood bowl team. Also, I'm thirsty. I've heard there are some kind of bottled broads around here called Bloodweiser Biatches and I was wondering if one might acquire such a cask? My fellow team mates are known to get a bit tired and too relaxed during important matches and perhaps such a drink might invigorate them to play the game with the honour the game actually demands and requires if one is to excel.

If you allow our putrid bodies in to the church we will all pray.

Errrr ... hellöu? Not sure if I'm lost or not. However I'm Mr Böldpesten and I'm here on the behalf of my most venerableblood bowl team. Also, I'm thirsty. I've heard there are some kind of bottled broads around here called Bloodweiser Biatches and I was wondering if one might acquire such a cask? My fellow team mated are known to get a bit tired and too relaxed during important matches and perhaps such a drink might invigorate them to play the game with the honour the game actually demands and requires if one is to excel.

Helllöu my Lord!

We are a group of still standing rot infested blood bowl fans with a grand variety of illnesses split among us. On top of that we enjoy a good game of Blood Bowl every now and then, as often as we are let in to the arena actually. You might have seen us bleeding and felt our pungent presence? We go by the name "Pest eller Kolera"

We have, however, heard a rumour that there are rats in this town. Euuuuuw, how repulsive (and not anywhere near as powerful, decent and brilliant as guinea pigs, hamsters or other rodents). And as a means to rescue your granaries and peoples health in general (we humbly see ourselves as experts of virology and bacterias) we would like to be allowed seeking out professional exterminators to rid this town of those problems. I've heard that there is both a skillful Minotaur and a somewhat chaotic warrior who both (or at least one of them) might be interested in joining our cause coming Sunday when we are actually meeting these furry creatures in the Valhalla cup.

Would you allow us go looking for those fine and upstanding citizen of your splendid community in order to try and wipe out the skaven vermin?

If you swing that way, our beloved team captain, Svulst, would be honoured to offer you personally his world known and appreciated tentacle massage right after the match.

What say you, oh wise Jarl of Cowpenhagen?