“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!

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When the Altdorf Allianz fans left the arena after the twelfth game, they couldn't believe what they've just seen. Had their own team, the amateurs of Altdorf outskirts, just won by 5-0?! Well, they had all seen it, so it was probably true - still their memories were too astonishing to trust. Had they really scored TD after TD against the dark elves of the much more professional 'Black Devils'? Sure, the elves lacked a few players due to injuries, but they should be the better team. And had really Dieter Wohmann, that no-good of a lineman and oldie from the days of Altdorf Arsenik, dodged right by a dark elf, shoulder to shoulder, in the last round, then smashed the ball holder to the ground, grabbed the ball in the air and stretched his legs beyond his capacity to get a final TD before the end signal? Well, If all this is true, it sure isn't the Altdorf Allianz we are used to see...”