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Von Wurzenheim

Baron Rhouven von Wurzenheim is a renowned coach from the Empire but who has enjoyed great success in Bretonnia. Having returned to his native city, he deigns to share his wisdom at coaching teams recruited from the Imperial Nobility (with a few hangers-on to protect the high-born stars). His wisdom … and his sense of self-importance … demand his exploits be documented. So here is The von Wurzenheim Chronicle to be released on a regular basis over the coming year, humorously documenting his highs and highers.
Transcribed by his faithless scribe, Nate Ball.

Chronicles

A Tournament Fit for a Noble

von Wurzenheim
For some, a win is a win. For others, a tie is a win. For others, a loss is a win if the other team was severely mangled. However, for a tournament, a win is a win, a tie is a tie, and a loss is a loss. Having come off winning the Waterloo Blood Bowl League, and after enjoying several days on the…
Chronicles

Defending the Defense

von Wurzenheim
Being a Noble is not simply making important decisions and being adored by those you walk by all the time. There are moments that can be very taxing. Today, I was relaxing in a personal bath heated by lava stones imported from the World’s Edge Mountains, enjoying my Bordeleaux, and enjoying a slow…
Chronicles

An Offending Offense

von Wurzenheim
Let’s begin with stating the obvious. Imperial Nobility teams are head and shoulders above many other teams thanks to one thing: versatility. To properly wield the weapons available to these teams, a brilliant coach, such as myself, is needed. Some teams use only dumb, brute strength to obtain…
Chronicles

I Only Fail at Failure

von Wurzenheim
Good day, everyone. My name is Baron Rhouven von Wurzenheim, and if you’re reading this, chances are you are like us; that is to say, you are cultured, refined, and, of course, debonair. I like that word, Nathan. It’s Bretonnian. I hope you know how to spell it. I’d spell it out for you but then I’d…