No one's quite sure what Dudley is doing in this team. He has a square jaw, stunning good looks, and more muscles than brains. He helps old ladies take out their trash, does his taxes, and is honest as the day is long.

Of course, it might have something to do with the way his eyes light up with an elritch green glow when he steps onto a Bloodbowl pitch, and the respect that for some reason the rest of his team holds him in is no doubt tempered by the knowledge that he's maimed more people on the practise field than even Binky... but still. A scholar and a gentleman, in a team of ruffians and hooligans.