One of the originals. Kumbaya has achieved the zombie threshold for success and wealth in the afterlife. (31 SPP).

Humu smells like a dead Hawaiian fish, but still he comes to play and gives it his all game after game. He has on occasion been a little quick to kick someone when they were down...but then gets frustrated on the sidelines as he knows he lets the team down as blodgers escape from the slimy deathgrips of his mates...when he knew (as much as any zombie can know) that he can take care of such pests.

Coniglio used to be a skaven lineman for Coach Gezzo the Rat. However, after seeing five of his mates hit the casualty boxes and leaving the fields on stretchers of straw...Con thought it was time to get the heck out of dodge...and so he did, dodge that is...and he fell hard, a little too hard and when he got back up he found the necromancer had been paying attention to him (seeing how his doc had his hands full on the other sideline...formerly his sideline).

Formerly of the Smitten Trax...this Norse Catcher was brought on board because of his tremendous ST and ability to blodge away from us. Frankenstein knocked him down on an ill advised venture into our backfield...which is tenuous at the best of times...and Humu thought it was an appropriate time to kick him in the head. Our apothecary was the only one remaining as the Norse used their doc on a previous turn to save one of Harmonic's mates. Needless to say, Harmonic likes his increased armor now...and the cold chill of death's grip (after all he was a Norse).