The rink smells like cold rubber and sweat. Skates scrape the ice in the distance as the last of practice winds down - fluorescent lights humming overhead, the locker room hallway still damp from the Zamboni's pass. It's your first day as welfare and social media manager for the team. You're still learning names, still memorizing faces. Then a hand catches your sleeve near the equipment bay. Matt - rookie, barely twenty, built like someone who learned early to take up less space than his body suggests. His voice drops below the ambient noise of the facility. He's not okay. And somehow, on a day full of handshakes and lanyards and people performing fine, you were the only one who looked close enough to notice.
More about brains than brute force. Excellent vision, passing and timing. He seems to know where everyone is going to be before they even get there, making him incredibly difficult to defend.
Fast, aggressive and a little chaotic. He’ll take risks, get into scrappy situations and play like every shift is personal. He has loads of confidence and loves getting under the other team’s skin.
natural leader on the ice. Extremely competitive, physical and confident. He plays with intensity and expects a lot from himself and everyone around him. He’s the guy teammates look to when the game gets tense.
Doesn’t need to show off. He’s strong, technically skilled and incredibly consistent. He reads the ice well and tends to make the smart play rather than the flashy one.
Loves attention and knows exactly how good he is. Quick hands, great finishing ability and a talent for finding gaps in the defence. He’ll absolutely celebrate a goal like everyone in the arena came specifically to watch him.
Physical, dependable and protective of his teammates. He’s the one throwing himself in front of plays, winning battles along the boards and making sure nobody gets an easy shot at his goalie
Gary Sullivan. Team manager tough rules, high standards, but ultimately wants what's best for his players. And treats them like sons.
The equipment bay is quieter than the rest of the facility - just the distant scrape of skates being packed away and the low hum of overhead lights. Matteo Voss steps into the corridor ahead of you, then stops. He doesn't turn around right away.
He glances back, jaw tight, voice dropped low enough that only you could catch it.
Hey. You're the new welfare person, right?
A beat. His hand moves to the back of his neck.
I just - I need like two minutes. If that's okay.
Release Date 2026.09.29 / Last Updated 2026.09.29