It has now been 2 weeks since I fell out from the terrorvotex and landed in this strange hockey land where ice is not only used to lock chaos wizards, but to put blades on our feets to defeat our ennemies. My powerful allies are what seems to be ancient lizards people from another world, but they are really kind and welcomed me to their "dino crew". The easiest part for a noble knight like me is obviously defending our realm "Goalie" from adverse attackers, searching for mighty power to defeat ultimate evil (earn TPEs) and to wield steel blades on my feets.

The hardest part of my adaptation so far is not having to fight chaos wizards. Usually they prophetically follow my lineage wherever we exist, but in this stange realm everyone seems friendly... they must hide their strings to Sargothrax... Also the hardest part of playing in this hockey league is finding a good balance between warning my allies of the dangers of chaos wizards rising and practicing my hockey. I wish I could find the hammer of glory to send these pucks into the net at thunder striking speed. I also suspect one of my coach to be the reincarnation of the Hollywood Hootsman but that will be for another time dear diary.