<i>„At airy distance, with majestic motion, a ruler of the runners and their patterns.“</i><br><br>This feethinking mans rulebreaker likes to toss philosophical ideas and Bloodbowl balls around. Voltear believes strongly that men is free at the instant he wants to be. Which is his way of telling his receivers to GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM THEIR MARKERS.

Needed only one shot to complete the first pass for the Outlaws, perfection right off the bat.

His talented throwing-arm drew the attention of Blue-Collared Bulks ogres. They broke it out of obvious envy. This attempt to make up for the inferiority complex their goblins felt when faced with so much shiny ability however fell flat on its face as the goblins still failed every single pick up even as Voltear was watching from the sideline, arm in cast, and laughed and laughed and laughed.

A few games later, Voltear did a hilarious impersonation of a goblin as he pretended to stumble near the endzone, and instead of scoring, rolled around and whined for Foreman Tuttle to pick him up. Much to the delight of the fans. The Outlaws were already up 3-0, so you might as well have some fun at other people's expense.

Dark Age Outlaws third-best passer with one completion for five yards during their <a href="http://fumbbl.com/FUMBBL.php?page=group&op=view&at=0&group=4848&show=18345">Season 1 Championship</a> run, as well as part of the team that won <a href="http://fumbbl.com/FUMBBL.php?page=group&op=view&at=0&group=4848&show=18674">Season 2</a>. Died a two-time champion in <a href="http://fumbbl.com/FUMBBL.php?page=group&op=view&at=0&group=4848&show=19149">season 3's</a> opening game against the Fighting Yaks.