As a Battle Wizard trapped in the endless trenches

of unbridled, masochistic depravity - aka Rumble at Castle Tentakill - your sole purpose is to taste the sweet blood nectar of your foe. Still thirsty? Invite more foes. Viciously reign over the battlefield while using all the powers and debaucheries available to your mojo fingers. To topple Castle Tentakill you will summon forth wealthy brain-eating squirrels, muscle-bound land sharks, sexsquatches, jelly-squares, carnivorous clowns, fart knights, pimped imps, and many many other absurd adjectives and noun combinations. That's how twisted the battle is - conventional grammer no longer applies. It's anarchy!

Warning: contains awesome mature content and profanity.