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Hroarr or "Roar" to his mates is a min of very few words. He keeps himself to himself and is generally a peacefull person....... until he gets onto a BloodBowl pitch. It didnt take long for his team-mates to think of his new nick-name after watching his first tackle in his first game for the Sharks - he speared his shoulder (spiked shoulder pad!) into a poor frail Wood Elf and punched the poor tree-huggers heart out through its back, still beating and impaled on the shoulder pad, all the while roaring like a berserking minotaur. After the game he calmly cleaned himself up and retired to the teams hotel and settled down to a nice meal before retiring for the night. "It's the quiet ones you need to watch out for." as the saying goes.