Clan Moulder
Throt the Unclean got to old and got retired from the Hell Pit laboratory. The old rat wanted a new challange and looked up one of Kislevs more infamous Blood Bowl coachens - Shakall. The proposition that was laid infront of him was so crazy that he just had to grab it. Throt the Unclean wanted Coach Shakall to train and coach a team of Skavens in the nastiest of leagues known in the world of Blood Bowl namely the Black Box. Throt said that he wanted to keep the team as a 'pure Clan Moulder team', what ever that ment. Coach Shakall that was begining to be drunk. Gets drugged, signs one year contract. No pay upfront. The day after wakes up feeling awefull, looks around sleeping on some jerseys in a lookerrom and hears a comotion outside. Outside a huge fight between a Troll and some Goblins around them rolling around from laughter is Throt and five other Skavens. Apperently this was the team; a Troll since the beasts Clan Moulders produce are way to valuable for Throt the Unclean to just steal without anyone noticing he brought Layla the really stupid Troll. Was to stupid to use but smart enough to realise that she would be used as in the Pits and get killed and eaten by some of the abominations. Throt said that Troll was jacked up on warpstone and that he could be molded as Shakall seemed fit and since he was saved from a gruesome faith in the Pits she was loyal. A loyal mutated Troll that could be a great access Shakall understod but what's up with all them Goblins? No gutterrunners in Clan Moulder but got them when he bought the Troll.

The best knews where that Throt brought two of his nephews the two Beast Hunters that would make excelent blitzers. Throt is also the team apotechary since he is highly skilled in anatomy.