Many a gallant knight in the realms of Bretonnia has come across a maiden so stunning, so charismatic, that they march them up the isle as fast as they can. Come the wedding night, things don't always go as planned. Some have betrothed Lady Lenore, been drained of blood, and turned into monsters who crave to feast in turn on the living. Spirited away at night to the Crimson Keep in a faraway land they are bound in servitude to her, ordered to bring home Blood Bowl silverware. So it is that each day the stricken knights train tirelessly under the watchful eye of her grave guardians.

If you felt pity for these once valiant young knights, spare a thought for their servants. Downtrodden and familiar with abuse, their new lot in life is to be downtrodden, abused, abducted and forced to cohabit with the dead, repeatedly bitten, AND made to take to the Blood Bowl pitch.

But enough of the sop story. How does a ragtag group of undead, monsters, and their lunch play BB?! Let's find out.


Did you know...
As part of the CIBBL licensing, each team must provide their players with self development courses. The BoCK run an 'empower your willpower' program. Any thrall that moans too much is killed and zombified. While this doesn't help the individual (after the process all they can do is moan), it provides a great moral boost to the remaining thralls.