"What did I tell you? The wolves won! Though, honest, I don't really get why, when they didn't kill anybody and even were outnumbered by the Forest guys after Nilp was killed by that guy in black. Who was that one supposed to be, anyway? A Black Beorning? Didn't seem to be playing for either team, did he?
Impartial? Ah, I get it - he's the Mod! Makes sense now, the way he was bossing everybody around. So Nilp wasn't killed but modfired, eh? What for, please - I'd say he was definitely participating! Confusing game, this. So they don't have to make kills but 'goals'? Put the ball into that framed net thingummyjig? Seriously, what kinda winning condition is this?
Anyway, the wolves won, which is all that matters - and quite impressively, if you ask me. I mean, they were at a clear disadvantage, with the village - er, Forest - knowing who they were from the start. Not that the Forest made much use of that. Played pretty wooden, didn't they? Some of 'em didn't move at all, you'd have thought they'd grown roots. Need to get more mobile, these guys.
Oh, and that Saeros guy shouldn't be such a sissy." *shouts at Saeros:* "Take it off! Swap shirts!"
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Und aus dem Erebos kamen viele seelen herauf der abgeschiedenen toten.- Homer, Odyssey, Canto XI
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