Logan Ninefingers is a fine warrior, balancing wit and realistic appraisals of the situation at hard with a raw savagery and strength that few can match. Occasionally Logan will go completely mad for a short period during the course of the match in memory of his dead family. In such instances he demands to be referred to as the bloody nine.

If this request is refused, Logan will stop at nothing to take that player out of the game...

As a realistic strategist, Logan is capable of more sophisticated plays, having picked up the ability to dodge further to a frustrating match against amazons.

Overall, Logan is an unpredictable threat that plans to wreak chaos upon his opposition...

Caul "Brrrr" Shivers is a warrior who has grown up fighting for his life, now he enjoys the feeling of maiming and destroying his opponents more than life itself... Looking back to his childhood, noone would have predicted Caul would become a great warrior... Indeed he was so skinny and scrawny that it earned him the last name of Shivers as he was always cold during the long winters....

Caul chose the path of survival and developed his strength fighting for it everyday. Gradually he grew so strong that he no longer needed to fight for survival every day or even every week... Gradually he replaced the need to fight for survival for the need to fight and went from being deadly to being a walking death machine...

Logan was quick to pick up on his abilities and hired him to join the ranks of the blasphemers at the very beginning of their battle for glory.

Caul's brutal and psychotic attacks soon earned him the undying love of hordes of fans, which was not unnoticed by Khorne himself, who granted the warrior a a pair of demonic claws to rip the hearts of his enemies from their chest.

Caul loves to kill,,, perhaps too much and one day this may be his downfall....

Mister Messy was once a rare creature indeed, a marauder with a taste for the finer things in life. He obsessed over art, fine wines and literature like no Khorne worshiper ever had before him.

He was on his return from a long pilgrimage to the ancient libraries of the East, disguised as an imperialist, when the comet hit his tribe... But he felt the deaths of his brethren from afar and was in mourning before the disaster was confirmed.

Mister Messy was not initially keen on the idea of the survivors forming a blood bowl team so he kept his distance. One day he decided, on a whim, to accept an invitation to watch a match from the VIP box.

It was at this point that, for the first time in his life, Mister Messy began to understand his God's need for violence. He returned the next week, the week after, and the week after that...

Eventually he began to draw up strategies in between games and looked for ways in which the blasphemers could improve their game.

The next day, he signed up to the ranks of the damned, and is a growing thorn in the side of the opposition....