One evening in the Smoky Dragon, Duckfoot Street, Nodhoggstad. Four bulky shapes sat huddled around a table. "So, we gonna?", said one. "Ja, let us do this thing", replied the man to his left.

And so was born the Nidhoggstad Drakes; not out of some glorious legend, but of an argument over beer, and bloodbowl. Four men volunteered their thralls to make up the team; Snorri the Wise, Einarr the Scribler, Floki the Mad, and Thorlac Greyhair. Each agreed to provide two or three of the elven thralls they had taken in last summer's raids, and chance their arms in the Norsca Survivalist League.

Let us see what stories shall be written of their deeds.

Debut season!