Yorkshiremen

Life is hard.
Opponents can only cast one spell of each type
till their next turn
"Right. I had to get up in the morning at
ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I
went to bed, eat a lump of cold poison, work
twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay
mill owner for permission to come to work,
and when we got home, our Dad would kill
us, and dance about on our graves."