7) Selflessness is one thing, but ultimately everyone wants to hear their own player’s name mentioned among the greats. Take some time, in 400 words or more, and discuss how your player’s (or past player’s) career is going so far. Are you matching any expectations you set out for yourself? Do you see yourself on a potentially award winning or Hall of Fame career trajectory? If your player is just starting out, what goals and visions do you have for yourself?
Ugarth, the Dissector (and now the Defensive Rookie of the Year) is the greatest player to ever play in the history of the game, period. Simply by virtue of having been born an Orc in a faraway world and being raised in those Orcish traditions. Has anyone else in the league ever killed a direwolf with their bare hands? Not likely... and... as a point, neither has Ugarth. He had to use an axe. That's how fierce direwolves are! Even the strongest of Orcish warriors can't match them in single combat.
Ugarth the Champion has always had one goal, complete and total domination of the NSFL by becoming the greatest player of all time. He has already achieved that, even in his rookie season. He simply needs more time learning how to play this so called "foot"ball, then his physical prowess will allow him to achieve complete and total victory over the league. The New Orleans Second Line was the only team brave enough to take on the challenge of handling his massive ego, and the only team able to finance the purchase of a wheelbarrow sturdy enough to tote his massive balls.
Even as we speak, Ugarth the Defensive Rooky of the Year is out on the field in New Orleans digging a hole to bury his new Defensive Rookie of the Year trophy beneath in. A strategy he... has... totally not used before to hide his valuables from his certainly jealous teammates. One day, thousands of years from now, it is Ugarth's hope that a young, noble adventurer will need to locate one of his powerful artifacts (trophies) in the process of completing a most noble quest, and if the gods will it, Ugarth's spirit will linger on as a vigilant specter of New Orleans, warding would be predators away from his trove of goodies. Also it would be pretty cool to haunt humies and pinkskins, but that's kind of an aside.
Hall of Fame? More like Hall of Shame. Ugarth the Builder will erect his own hall of fame, a TRUE hall of fame, where his multitudinous victories shall be celebrated, and only those who prove themselves worthy in a Gorkian trial of might or Morkian trial of wit will be allowed entry. Brick by mud brick he will build this towering structure in the ancient Orcish ways - Finding a preexisting dwarven settlement, razing it to the ground, and reconstructing overly it as quickly and crudely as possible.
Ugarth, the Dissector (and now the Defensive Rookie of the Year) is the greatest player to ever play in the history of the game, period. Simply by virtue of having been born an Orc in a faraway world and being raised in those Orcish traditions. Has anyone else in the league ever killed a direwolf with their bare hands? Not likely... and... as a point, neither has Ugarth. He had to use an axe. That's how fierce direwolves are! Even the strongest of Orcish warriors can't match them in single combat.
Ugarth the Champion has always had one goal, complete and total domination of the NSFL by becoming the greatest player of all time. He has already achieved that, even in his rookie season. He simply needs more time learning how to play this so called "foot"ball, then his physical prowess will allow him to achieve complete and total victory over the league. The New Orleans Second Line was the only team brave enough to take on the challenge of handling his massive ego, and the only team able to finance the purchase of a wheelbarrow sturdy enough to tote his massive balls.
Even as we speak, Ugarth the Defensive Rooky of the Year is out on the field in New Orleans digging a hole to bury his new Defensive Rookie of the Year trophy beneath in. A strategy he... has... totally not used before to hide his valuables from his certainly jealous teammates. One day, thousands of years from now, it is Ugarth's hope that a young, noble adventurer will need to locate one of his powerful artifacts (trophies) in the process of completing a most noble quest, and if the gods will it, Ugarth's spirit will linger on as a vigilant specter of New Orleans, warding would be predators away from his trove of goodies. Also it would be pretty cool to haunt humies and pinkskins, but that's kind of an aside.
Hall of Fame? More like Hall of Shame. Ugarth the Builder will erect his own hall of fame, a TRUE hall of fame, where his multitudinous victories shall be celebrated, and only those who prove themselves worthy in a Gorkian trial of might or Morkian trial of wit will be allowed entry. Brick by mud brick he will build this towering structure in the ancient Orcish ways - Finding a preexisting dwarven settlement, razing it to the ground, and reconstructing overly it as quickly and crudely as possible.
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