For a team of blood thirsty, fanatical, murderous and downright desperate players, Klubba is the epitome of what the Malcontents don't want.

He is a gentle, kind hearted, and slow to anger creature. With a heart of gold, picking up flowers and leaving gifts in front of the players lockers. Klubba is even known to fancy taking a wash down in the local river from time to time (though considering the Malatak River runs right through the rest of the badlands after passing by several orc villages, it doesn't do much. But it's the thought that counts.)

In short, he is absolutely sickening, and further proof of the curse that is placed on the Malcontents.

Though his gentle nature isn't always a detriment, Klubba has managed to do some serious harm as of late, as his warm embraces have broken the necks of several players. Klubba then proceeded to cry and try to bury them with the astroturf, thus nearly suffocating them as well.

Named after the sound that this particular minotaur utters when it's mood is foul. Which is all time. Everyday, every hour, every minute is spent in all consuming rage. And for the Malcontents, that is a very, very, VERY, bad thing.

Every practice session is nightmare of blood, injuries and crying (lots of crying in fact, but mostly from Klubba.)

Now if only that violence would translate to the pitch, as Skreeronk failed to injure even one elf during an entire match!