In one of the strangest cases of mistaken intent ever recorded, Henry Heimlich, the wight, had firmly grasped his latest victim in his icy grip and was squeezing the life out of him when a piece of food that was previously lodged in his victims throat came flying out. Shocked by the turn of events, henry dropped the man and was immediately surrounded by grateful people, shaking his hands and thanking him for saving the man's life.

Unable to live with the ignominy and finding himself the butt of jokes by all his Necro friends, Heimlich swore to kill and maim until his last breath. The Henrys presented such an opportunity within the confines of the BloodBowl stadium and Heimlich soon signed up.

Henry came into his own during the second game of the season which was universally acknowledged as a disaster for the rest of the team. The one shining light in the black hole of despair that is the forgotten game 2 was Henry gaining the ability to tackle the opposition players. Hopefully this will help his reign of pain.....