Feanor is a tough cookie. He started blood'n'bowling since his early arrival in Altdorf. Being an immigrant, as many Elves, he didn't know the game before entering the Empire. Anyway, he's always been a good thrower: his skills allow him to drop the ball where he wants, no matter if there's someone catching it.

Talen is a demi-Elf, brethern of the love of Yasenil Raenal for Wilmina Gottlieb. He grew as a merchant and Delegate of Altdorf Elves at Marienburg harbour. Returned back to Altdorf, he signed in for Salenor Swits' Strangers, putting his own ability at the service of his siblings. He never left the Empire, even if his family has strong links with Ulthuan.

Welidan was a tough Elf. He grew in Altdorf Elves' Ghetto and he learnt there how to behave. Besides his average talent, he well understood the basics of the game by playing night and day with his slum-mates. He always talks with slang expressions that mix his Elven heritage with his Altdorfer education, obtaining a puzzling effect on his audience.

Pygerl is not a tough-ass. He liked hanging around in the neighborhood doing any kind of works, but he was mainly a postman. Poor people started giving him things to carry - little stuff like letters, food, messages and small objects. They took up "throwing" him things in order to make the sending faster: the elder women didn't anymore descend the stairs to deal with him... they simply started dropping items from roofs and windows. His ability to "Catch" things gave him his nickname. It didn't took much for Salenor (the coach) to spot his inborn skill and ask him to put it on trial with the local elven team, the "Altdorf Strangers".

Tesifrel always dreamt of playing Blood'n'Bowl. He dreamt to become a real Star. Anyway, life holds the power to change someone's dreams. It's not so difficult to become an Elven player: you are well paid, a lot of teams look for agile and swift people to be put together and make money. Instead of aiming at a good team, he chose to stay with the one who breeded him: Altdorf Strangers. His new Coach, Salenor Swift praised him for his strength, despite the low height.

Unluckily, his first match abroad, against nothing less than Chaos Brothers, caused him a serious injury to the anckle that made him hoplessly lame. Will he retire or will he try to concentrate on other proficiencies? Only time will help him taking the right path.

Nadibillion didn't know luck until his first match. He believed to be unlucky, without a job, without a future, without a reason to live. He was mistaken: when he started playing, it came to him that a lucky person is similar to what he used to be *before* taking up Blood'n'Bowl. Too late to come back... And that noisy smell of death on the field! Nadibillion chose to stand anyway against his own enemies, oddly gaining more and more chances to face the worst beast of the game. He made it until now: is he going to survive again with all those critters aiming at him?

Logilen Passiflor derived his name from the faculty of Logic where his father and mother teach. As a former High Elves linving in Altdorf, he was supposed to take up studying his parents discipline in order to become a professor himself. Instead, he devoted to sport and dedicated his inborn maths abilities to fearless passages in the middle of matches' mess.

Fillen Treasul is Strangers' younger man. He is a well-built thrower with a talent for tricky hits. Still a rookie, he is liked by all team members: so he doesn't have one coach, but twelve coaches.