Warboss Grimfang da Lotz slouched in his scrap iron throne, in the bowels of Mount Grimfang’s deepest cavern. Bio-luminescent fungus barely gave off enough light to outline the silhouette of Nugget, Grimfang’s lucky snotling. None of the other ladz were around, so Grimfang didn’t feel the need to hold in his disappointment.
“Nugget, wot we gonna do today?” he sighed. Nugget, hearing his name, perked up.
“Dat’s right, we’s gonna fight Stunties. Jus’ like yeserday an’ da day before an’ da day before dat.” Grimfang sighed. “Ceptin’ da Stunties barely ever fight anymore. We ain’t seen a proppa battle fer a long time.”
Nugget pounced on an errant squig, ignoring Grimfang.
“Ever since dat Stunty tol’ us dat dere’s no more war cuz of dat new fing, wot wuz it again, Nugget?”
“Ang ang ang ang ang.” Nugget replied as he chewed the squig.
“Yer, Blood Bowl, dat’s wot it was. Somefing about runnin’ up an’ down a field, muckin’ about. Don’t sound like a proppa WAAAAGH, do it?”
Nugget toddled over and offered Grimfang the remains of the squig. Grimfang rubbed Nugget’s head because it was lucky, everyone knew that.
“On da uvver ‘and, it sounds like the only way to get a proppa scrap anymore.” Grimfangs voice rose, with renewed optimism. “Yer, plus since everybody’s playin’, ya get to fight lots of fings, not just Stunties. You’s right, Nugget! Dat sounds like da best idea!”
Nugget collapsed under the noogie barrage he was receiving.
“GURSHAK!” Grimfang bellowed. “GET YER WURFLESS ‘IDE IN ‘ERE!” Moments later, Gurshak Ripgrot, one of Grimfang’s biggest Nobs arrived.
“Yer… wot is it, boss?” Gurshak stammered, making sure not to make direct eye contact.
“Get all da ladz workin! Ain’t no time fer a nap! Get all da loot, an’ all da stuff wot da Stunties lef’ fer minin’ silver.”
Gurshak smiled. “We gettin’ ready fer a fight?”
“BETTER!” Grimfang yelled. “WE GETTIN’ READY FER A SCRAP!”
Warboss Grimfang da Lotz is the latest Warboss in a long line of Orcs to hold the title. The original Warboss Grimfang conquered the Mount Silverspire silver mine from Dwarfs, long ago. The Orcs renamed the mountain after Warboss Grimfang. However, constant fighting with Dwarfs (and among themselves) led to a high turnover rate on Warbosses. Each new Warboss renames themselves Grimfang, so that they are seen as the rightful ruler of Mount Grimfang. Orks can only count to five, so each Warboss after the fifth is Grimfang da Lotz.
However, with the introduction of Blood Bowl, there’s just no fighting anymore. At least, not enough to satisfy the current Grimfang da Lotz. So, he has led his ladz out of the mountains, and onto the Blood Bowl pitch. Calling themselves the Grimfang Scrappaz, they are ready to smash any team in their way!
Warboss Grimfang da Lotz is a Games Day exclusive Warboss, in pewter. I added a putty baseball cap, just like my other coach, Lord Kroak. Grimfang’s colors are blue and silver, like the Scrappaz. All jewelry is painted Mithril Silver to represent the wealth of the Grimfang silver mine.
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