Bob's Guild Ball Blog

Hello Guild Ballers! Welcome back to my blog where I will shortly touch on 2 games I played this evening. In the morning I packed up all my guild ball and left for work.  No Idea what I was going to field later that evening, I asked the interwebs over social media ( Facebook ) what the worst 6-man team (guild only, so no union) was that they could think of.   (Also hinting at not pitching farmers (As I don't own them + all reapers = no fun to be had), Hunters (as they are unassembled and unpainted) or Blacksmiths (since I left the handy 6-man box at home - unpainted). This was the first team opted by Mike Smith: Captain: Seasoned brisket Mascot: Coin Player 1: Fangtooth Player 2: Hemlocke Player 3: Grace Player 4: Harry the hat As I had all players in my bag (Grace unpainted and with an arm that fell off and Seasoned Brisket only half painted) I thought: why not.  I started reading the cards, knowing I'd face the Blacksmiths as they come in Box 1 (Anvil, Sl...

Hello Guild Ballers, Yes, it has, again, been a while.  What can I say?  Life happens, and I have plenty unfinished projects on here...  Below is one of them, but after I finished it. Today I'm bringing you a minor guild, to be paired with the major guild: The Brewers.  Why?  Well, Mead of corse! First off I'll give you some fluff to work with: A crashing noise made Mash turn his head as he was pushing the box up the cart.  He heard a swearing Stave huffing and puffing his way through the scrubbery towards him. 'Outta tha way" he shouted and pushed Mash out of his path.   Only then he heard what brought Stave to sprint like that, a deep humming noise;  A Swarm of bees was following him.   Mash swallowed a curse and muttered under his breath he wished he hadn't brought the fat man.  Allas, Stave had made up his mind to find out where all that good mead came from.  Unhindered by any knowledge about how to make the stuf...