Blood Bowl Art - Taureau Amiral

I threw the ball from the East and it was caught in the West.

You all know me as an educated minotaur, equally able to expound on philosophy as to break down in-game tactics. Indeed, my history is full of moments when the philosophical has fed the practical and vice-versa. And yet, I do not always speak. My awards, for example, speak for themselves, and perhaps we can say more when we remain silent, allowing someone else to raise their voice.

In this spirit, I examined the room of my life and found a door or two closed. How can an educated minotaur not live his life in the manner he schools others to live theirs? So I opened a door and in so doing, hushed my own voice so that another could reach our ears through this doorway.

Today, you will hear that voice for the first time, and you will hear it on a regular basis. This voice will not tell you to open your eyes to new strategies or counsel you to build a team a certain way. No, it will reach deeper into you and stimulate your imagination and desire, the fountains from which you devise your own insights.

I am proud to introduce to you a storyteller of rare talent as well as an illustrator of keen vision. Together they will unveil for you a story that will ensnare you with its intrigue and ingenuity and stun you with its beauty. The story will unfurl alongside my teachings in a series of episodes, each more enticing than the one that comes before.

Today, I present you the beginning of:

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