The first summoning of the neophyte necromancer, Balls was named for the only intelligible utterings it could make. Whether this was a final, ever lasting curse for the hand fate had dealt, a genuine desire for the collection of anatomy, or a plea for a career, the future coach couldn't tell, but it was this last possibility that planted the seed of an idea of starting a BloodBowl team. Balls loved the pitch, but whether it was out of sheer spite, bloodlust, or simple job satisfaction, none could tell.