Derron lost his eye when he was young, in a bar fight which broke out while his father had left him to sleep under the bar-stool he was sitting on. He has never been quite the same since and takes out his furious anger on anyone foolish enough to face up against him on a BB field. Surprisingly nimble for a Dwarf, but strong enough to stand his ground. His old legs are slowing, but if he can catch you he can dish out the pain! Current holder of the records for most blocks (over 400 at approx 10 per game avg) and most CAS by a Rabble player.

When Greenskins raided Gimel's village he proved himself a hero, killing a whole unit of goblins single handed and saving the Dwarf children sheltering in the mines below.

He is well respected by his team-mates for his commitment to protect those who stand with him on the Line of Scrimmage, so much so that when Theon died Gimel was elevated to the captaincy of The Rabble.

He loves pork crackling so much he sometimes tries to grab the ball in the hope of taking it home and cooking it. He is, rarely for a Dwarf, often more interested in getting his hands on the ball than on knocking over the opponent who had been carrying it.

Gimel currently has more MVP awards than any active member of The Rabble and has the only interception ever made by a Rabble player past or present.

Eoin is as hard as the iron whose name he bears. He is big (for a Dwarf) and strong and fast.

Eoin is a fanatical trainer. He loves the gym and scoffs at those purely lifting 'elf-weights'. His programme has Mondays and Fridays for arms and chest, Tuesdays and Thursdays for legs and back. Wednesdays he tries to relax with some flexibility and core strength work before an intense cardio session focussed on short sprint and rapid recovery training.

When the weekends come he reaps the rewards for this discipline. He is as quick as a Blitzer; strong enough to wrestle a Black Orc into submission. His tackling skills can keep an Elf from fleeing and when he does land a blow he hits like an Ogre.

Hardin always wanted to be a blitzer. "Too slow," they said. "Too clumsy," they said.

Hardin never made it into blitzer school. He followed the well-worn path of the Longbeards and found a place on the list of The Redgum Rabble, and he was happy with that, but he never gave up on his dream.

Hardin fought the odds, and when others left training early he quietly turned his attention to agility drills and core strength training. He kept playing, proving to be a formidable warrior on the Line of Scrimmage or throwing himself into crowds to help his team-mates and unleash heavy blows on his enemies, and though for a long time he seemed to be going nowhere eventually something happened. It all seemed to fall into place and suddenly they weren't saying he was too clumsy anymore. His coach started keeping him back from the LoS and looking for ways to use the special skills Hardin had worked so hard to develop.

When the few fans of The Rabble discuss Hardin today they nod to each other and no longer do they call him clumsy. Eventually the conversation turns and inevitably someone says "too slow," and everyone murmurs agreement into their ales.

"Too slow," they say. But Hardin still stays out on the track when his team-mates have hit the showers. Hardin can often be seen dragging heavy shields behind him, pumping those little legs through the plyometric training that will bring him that much closer to his goal.

Hardin 'Blitzbeard' they are calling him now, and beneath that long beard of his he smiles to hear it.

Haren is tough and uncompromising, and while he can be difficult to get along with off the field he will help out his team-mates on the field without hesitation.

The Rabble's first ever star