It had been quite the surprise when Greybranch Oakwillow stomped up the drive to Mother Murcy's. The team had plenty of experience of repairing serous head wounds, but usually of a they were less arboreal.

Diagnosis in itself didn't take long, a major bough in their crown was looking distinctly unstable to say the least. Fortunately one thing Halflings are know for is horticulture, and out in the infirmary grounds old Nobbit Shufflefoot was busy tending to the plants. Gardener, landscaper, tree surgeon, saviour.

Curella had a very straightforward solution to Zernak's injury. He may have a broken jaw but it was nothing a couple of screws and a bit of welding couldn't fix. If anything Khazinssen should be more robust than ever

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Dirk was probably the most controversial signing for the Rehabilitators. Or at least would have been if a compromise couldn't be found.

The collapse of the Averland Renegades had left Handsson rather desperate and he'd heard there was a new team forming in Sauerapfel. Murcy was rather reluctant to take on someone who didn't fulfil the very core principle of the Rehabilitators. However it hadn't gone unnoticed how helpful a Thrower might be to the team.

It fell to a rather unlikely source to reach a solution. Nobbit Shufflefoot wandered up to Dirk, booted him in the shin and shouted "Gerrof my land!". This may have been entirely inadvertent but Murcy took the opportunity to fix up Handsson's bruised shin, and in doing so swung a contract under his nose.

S1 - 17 Touchdowns in 13 Games

Star Insurance Guild's eyes lit up when they manages to secure Sigurd for the Rehabilitators. 17 touchdowns in 13 games! So good they named him once! This was the Franchise Player they needed.

It was demanded that Murcy Widgeon oversaw treatment directly, no risks could be taken. It didn't take long for Curlella and Murcy to get Sigurd back on his feet. Murcy did wonder how the Elves were getting these players to her quite so quickly before death really set in. However she always remember her Grandmother's words "It is better to not pry into the affairs of Elves, they are a bunch of...", and thought discretion might be the better course of action.

Next up was Sarge, who had clearly decided Sigurd needed 'optimising' and they were the dwarf to so it. Murcy didn't watch the sessions, but the bellowing echoed throughout the GMI. Whatever the methods, it was undoubtedly effectively. Sigurd was much leaner, far quicker and mobile. This was a star in the making.

Finally came Dr Asthunky. Sigurd had clearly been uncomfortable with the overtly macho, beer swilling culture at the Wolfbloods. All Toby had to do was work on Sigurd, so that one morning he'd wake up knowing that he loved the the man inside himself.

Nobbit Shufflefoot watched all this from afar. He was a regular visitor to many Blood Bowl stadia. Obviously only when they were empty so he could get a closer look at how they maintained such pristine turf. On those visits, he was sure he's seen posters of this Sigurd fella, and he really didn't look much like the guy they were patching up. Anyway, none of his business.....

When Uthaurof was wheeled in, Curella finally thought this might be a challenge. It proved not to be. A quick bit of CPR and resetting of a couple of joints and it was done.

Dr Asthunky's job was slight more complicated. Not only having to help Garilsen unlearn the bad habits from the Barak Varr Bears, but also all of his youth training. Clearly Uthaurof need to commit to brawling rather than cowardly blocking.

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Taff had revenge on his mind. He'd been so loyal to the Cheesemongers, a founding member. A Broken Arm after 11 games was enough to be booted from the team. The injury would heal itself but he's heard about a new team emerging in Sauerapfel.

When he got to the Grand Mootland Infirmary he was overjoyed to see more of his kin. Almost immediately he asked Murcy if there was a chance to join the Rehabilitators. Dr. Widgeon thought hard.....technically there was a broken arm, albeit pretty much healed, and it would be good to have some local blood in the team.

Clumpside took no time to embrace the opportunity. Within one match Taff had already perfected his fouling prowess. If he wasn't good enough to be seen with the Cheesemongers, then he'd make sure nobody saw him as he stomped his way though opponent after opponent.