“As the Altdorf Arsenik team went bankrupt, the players haven't got their pay and got no training at all. Then on day came Lucifer von Ankerstadt, a no-good nobleman from the country, and bought Altdorf Arsenik's home arena. With it, it seems, he managed to get some of the old players into his contract. The rest he found in taverns around the arena. So now Lucifer has a full team, though made up of old players with just a little too much of a belly, of drunken townsmen, of stable boys and other no-goods. He even employed the thrower's wife just to get a full team. Of course, no one believes in this scheme, but Lucifer doesn't care. He always wanted his own Blood Bowl team, and hey, he got it cheap!

The third game was an embarrasing and sad story. Anna, reliable as alway, did a quick TD but from then on everything got out of hand. The opposition, chaos warriors and beastmen with illegal claws (and even razor sharp ones!) brought the Allianz to its knees. The players got so bashed up (4 BH, 3 SI, 1 RIP) that the new apothecary, Friedrich Himmel, hadn't even time to see to them all. In the havoc the best blitzer, Jürgen Schwartz, got a nasty cut and died in Friedrich's arms. The players scattered after the game, and they all went home in morning and bandages. Will Lucifer ever succeed in rallying them for another game?”