Greetings, fellow Blood Bowl enthusiasts! Antonio Boltcrest here, your favorite Skink Star Player from the Lustrian Lizard Squad. Today, let’s talk about a subject that's been buzzing around the league—Griff Oberwald and his notorious past.

You see, Griff Oberwald is like a Kroxigor with a limp: no matter how fast he tries to run, his past is always nipping at his heels. Now, we all know Blood Bowl is a game of speed and agility, where the fastest and the fittest reign supreme. But let me tell you, there are two things in this world that are almost impossible to outrun—your past and, well, a Skink or a Skaven on a good day.

Griff’s past is a heavy burden, much heavier than he thinks. The ’82 incident, where he couldn’t keep it in his pants with the coach's daughter, is just one of the many skeletons rattling in his closet*. It’s a stain on his reputation that even the shiniest trophies can’t polish away. No matter how many touchdowns he scores or how many accolades he amasses, the whispers of his indiscretions follow him like a shadowing Chameleon Skink.

As a Skink, I know a thing or two about speed. We’re built for it—sleek, quick, and nimble. We dart across the pitch, leaving our opponents in the dust. But even we know that no one can truly outrun their past. It’s always there, a constant reminder of where we’ve been and the choices we’ve made. Griff might fancy himself as fast and untouchable, but he’ll never be fast enough to escape the consequences of his actions.

So, to Griff, I say this: You can keep running, but you’ll never be able to hide. Embrace your past, own up to your mistakes, and maybe—just maybe—you’ll find some redemption. But if you’re looking to outrun it, remember, only a Skink or a Skaven can pull off that feat, and you, my friend, are neither.

Until next time, keep your tails high and your spirits higher. This is Antonio Boltcrest, signing off.

Stay cool and scaly,
Antonio Boltcrest
Star Player • Skink Runner Lineman

* settle down, all you Werewolf readers