Skolli spent a few games playing for a major Norse outfit. He got himself hauled out of the team after one too many reckless plays.

The core skillset and frame are there, but he'll need to work on his blocking if he's going to amount to much in the EEL.

A genuine Norseman hailing from near Birka, he's fond of horse riding and Bretonnian wine when he's not cracking skulls.

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Rolls 4, 6 on his first skillup. We have to pass it up for block.

'Time to stop pratting around,' Stonefist said quietly to a press room with few members of the press in it. His voice still echoed around the nearly empty chamber.

'Everybody knows it's on the line now. Six games and no wins. We threw victory away in the last game.'

'This lad here can help us turn the club's fortunes around. We've nearly emptied the coffers signing him, so I hope he can make an impact. I want him to warm up against the necros, hit hard against the Wood Elves and annihilate dwarfs in the divisional finale against those Drunken Knight bastards.'

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Rolls a 5,5 on his first skillup but we take block.

Volki Voldugo is well known around the minor Blood Bowl circuit for being ferocious, tireless and a little bit rash.

His terrible haircut and questionable mustache have been lurking around poorly attended stadiums for years. Hopefully on board the Craghammers he can put his experience to some use and lead an average team to an above-average future.

'Volki is one of the few lads I've got that really does try and put the effort in,' Coach Johar said. 'In fact, some times we have to wrench the lad off the practice pitch and into the tavern for a break... when it's his round.'

Haettasokk has a mean streak. He's played for a handful of middle tier teams in and around the Empire but he hasn't found a permanent home because there's just something of the night about him. He has struggled to work as a team player.

'I'm told the lad just doesn't listen to coaching,' Johar said pensively. 'But he'll listen to me - or I'll cut his knackers off and feed them to a goblin.'

He's one of the stronger players on the team despite clear evidence that he hails from within the borders of the Empire and not from the north. There are quite a handful of other players named Haettasokk putting out good performance around the Old World - so it's incredibly important not to confuse Thrain with them.

Lineman Storþruma is the resident alcoholic. This really is saying something on a team that can frequently dry out every tavern in the town on a 'quiet night'. He can often be found spiriting a jug of ale on to the pitch, quaffing down the remaining amber nector and then smashing the empty receptacle into some poor sod's skull.

'He can drink me under the table,' coach Johar says proudly. 'And that means he's got some skill.'

Bodvarr has a tendancy to borrow clothes (and ear rings) from Havardr. His grey hair is also a little peculiar, given that he is the youngest member of the Craghammers.

Rolls 5,5 on his first skillup after a crappy, wasted preseason game we lost on a misclick. Because why the hell not.

Langvetur is easily the most laid back of the Craghammers. He can often be found smoking on the LoS and arriving a few minutes late, even for games.

The story goes that he took a huge sum of coin out from an Altdorf loan shark with a fake gem put down as collateral. As soon as the syndicate find him, his death will be slow and gruesome, so he may as well die out there on the pitch under an Orc fist.

Don't expect much from this player in the long term. He's highly unreliable at best and a threat to Craghammer success at worst.

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In spite of what we said before, Alrek has shown promise at kicking and thus becomes the Craghammer's designated kicker.

Mynt's father, who goes by the same name, was a highly successful Norse lineman responsible for netting 300 fouls in 100 games. Mynt is a continual disappointment to his grizzled old man. In fact, the fatherly jibes became so much that he ran away for a number of years to the Far East. Incidentally, this is where he picked up the inspiration for his oiled moustache.

Back in the Nordlands now, Mynt will try to make a name for himself with the Craghammers in the EEL. However, his player picture was taken shortly after he found out he'd be taking LoS duty in the opening game. Let's see how long he can last. Place your bets.

þrumu is absolutely round the bend. For starters, he believes he is 'shadari'. This means he believes that he is able to cast magic without the need for a magical implement such as a staff, wand or orb. He spends a lot of time trying to convince anyone who will listen that he can bend spoons from up to three miles away and that his shoddy sleight-of-hand card tricks are 'totally legit' magick.

Worryingly for the Craghammers, a lot of questions the team get when they're out and about round the Slippery Eel Stadium Complex seem to centre on Olafur's chin. This may mean they need to get down to doing a few notable things on the pitch to shift the focus a little to where it should be.