“The Story of Malakai's Revenge

Chosen of many, sole devotee of none,
Malakai was a champion amongst men.
He lived to play the sport of bloodbowl,
And play it well he did...

In his twenty third year his team, the Altdorf Annihilators faced their toughest
challenge to date, a chaos pact team. Warriors of chaos undivided
the likes of which Malakai had ne'er seen before took to the field,
by the second half the Annihilators were 3-1 down, Malakai couldnt
bear the shame of defeat, So he resorted to the only means left,
before the game he had sought out an orginisation known as 'The Black Foot'
and aquired a potion that would give him the strength of ten men,
believing it was the only way to win, he drank it whole!

The strength of ten men was indeed his, he felt it course through his veins
as he smashed his opposition aside and continued on to victory.

Malakai scored 3 touchdowns, the winning touchdown coming in the last turn
of the half. Malakai was elated, he ran to the crowd, bellowing and screaming
his glory! The crowd stood aghast, for in the instant of granting him victory
the potion had taken his humanity, he stood, two men high a snorting Minotaur!

Driven from his home and to the brink of madness, Malakai joined a tribe of
Beastmen, and with them he sought to avenge himself on those who had
done this to him in the only way he still remembered, BloodBowl!

The search for those who cast him aside begins...

Match 1:
Malakai took the beasts to the edge of the wastes where he has spent the last 5 years patiently waiting to return to the Empire. Collecting strength and making allies, Malakai had finally aquired enough Beasts for his plan. After a few weeks of basic training in the finer points of not eating the ball, and some small measure of team tactics, The Pride headed out.
Before they could leave the wastes they were set upon by a rival chaos warband, deciding to settle things in the age old way the warbands took to the field for a violent game of bloodbowl.
The half got off to a flying start as the pitch was invaded by reinforcements from the rival gang, their battlecry of 'Milky Mammals' unnerved The Pride greatly and gave the Mammals a well deserved lead. It took til the second half for The Pride to find their hooves, and it occured in typical fashion, Malakai aquired the ball on the left flank and blitzed his way home for a touchdown, Badly Injuring Claw is Nasty as he went!
The game finished tied with Galadriel having excelled on the field, obviously one of the better students from Malakai's Bloodbowl 101 lecture.
Succeeding at Bloodbowl would give Malakai the finances and contacts to find those who had wronged him so, and it would allow him to reclaim his place as a great Bloodbowl star!

Pressing on into Empire territory in search of 'The Black Foot' Malakai and his Beastly followers now knew they had what it took to make a stir in the sport their leader used to call his own.

Goats eat grass, Beasts kick ass. The Pride are on their way!”