In a time of great turmoil, when knights were bold and dragons were not-so-bold, Foesball was born.

From the dusty tomes of forgotten lore, we bring you the story of how Foesball, that most noble of games, went postal.

It began with a simple enough premise: two teams of nobles, the Blue Foes and the Red Foes, clashed in a battle of wits and, occasionally, swordplay.

But as the game grew in popularity, so too did its... let's say, "complexity".

Before long, players were bribing officials, cheating with impunity, and occasionally setting fire to the local taverns.

And so, in the year 1356, the great Foesball Postal of 1356 was born.

It was a time of great upheaval, as players, officials, and tavernkeepers all received a special delivery of Foesball-themed postcards, each one more inflammatory than the last.

The Blue Foes, already on the warpath, responded with a series of scathing letters, denouncing the Red Foes as "Cheaters!" and "Thieves!"

The Red Foes, not ones to be outdone, fired back with a fusillade of accusations, claiming the Blue Foes were "Sore Losers!" and "Waaaay too Competitive."

And so the war of words continued, with each side trading barbs and broadsides, until the very fabric of reality began to fray.

In the end, only one thing was certain: Foesball had gone postal, and would never be the same again.

Read on for the Golden Age of Foesball Or, if you will, the Letters from the Trenches