The Humphead family is famous for providing talented Bloodbowl players. However, when famed fanatic Spleenboil Humphead bit the dust, they only had Neckblister available so they sent him. Here he is practicing with a ball and chain filled with helium and pudding.

Balding and underemployed barber.

In charge of Art Appreciation. Art, after all, is a really nice guy, and Klim appreciates that fact.

In charge of all wombat confusing. (Not in making wombats confused, but with confusing other things with wombats. "Hey look a wombat! No, sorry it's a sofa. Over there, a wombat! Oh wait, it's a hatrack. Look out, wombat! Sorry, false alarm, jelly sandwich."

Took up the chainsaw for the first time in a fit of rage caused by the 5327th time he had to explain to someone NO!!!!! NEITHER THE K NOR THE Z IS SILENT!!!!!!

Know for his Weevil a la King, Weevil Kiev, and Saurweevil

Tried to conquer his fear of heights by planting a rose garden on a roof. . .not is own roof. . . no, it doesn't make sense to me either.

Not related to Harple Snar, but often confused with him. (Not that they are often confused for one another. They have a hobby of hanging out and being confused together.)

Actually, it's only fairly good, but Fairlygoodwarren was already taken.

Walking Aelfburt and Orcstello sketch.

Dozenaire inventor of Tufweevil, the Tofu Weevil substitute, I Can't Believe It's Not Weevil, and C'mon, Man, That's Clearly Not Weevil. When no one would by the first, he had a goblin shaman declare Tufweevil to be holy, thus becoming the blesser of Tufweevils.

Rudrack the Broke-Nose goblin
Head a very twisty nose
And if you saw him play
You would probably think he blows
All of the other goblins
Barely noticed he was there
And as for the team's fans
They just didn't really care
Then one drizzly after noon
K'nibac Zleer went splat
(Oof! Urk! *SPLAT*!)
And to fulfill no one's dream
Rudrack was signed to the team
And when the others saw him
Waltzing in without a care
"Rudrak the Broke-Nose Goblin
I think your locker's over there!"

"Hey, is this where you sign up for the Pawns? I'm "Lucky" Linnik, they call me that because I've always avoided anything that could even be considered remotely unlucky!"

"OK, kid, here's your jersey. You're #13"

"oh. . .crap."

BOOM!

Yer deththththpicable!

Hired as Marshall. Tried to claim that his name was Varst not Marshall, but Yarbo Poisontack already tried that one.

Team Chaplain. Certified by the World Magic of the Air Church of Tax Dodges By Mail.