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Returning to
their own fortress, Hazug’s party had to wait outside the wall while the
main gates were opened to reveal Gorgoga and his armoured troops just
inside. “My idea.” Gorgoga replied, “I figured dat dare could be troublemakers ‘angin’ about outside so I decide to shut ‘em out. Me and me lads is ‘ere makin’ sure no one is able to break in.” then he noticed the unconscious ork being dragged from the back of the truck, “One of ya lads got ‘it den?” “Yeah, but dat aint ‘im.” Hazug responded, “’E’s one of dem wot did da ‘ittin’.” “So wot ‘appened to ‘im?” “’E got ‘it an all.” Hazug replied, “Now where abouts is Grath? I reckons ‘e’ll want to be about when we finds out wot dis lad knows.” “Right where ya left ‘im.” Gorgoga answered, “Da dok and dat big mek is ‘avin’ trouble makin’ ‘im a new leg.” “Den dat’s where we needs to take dat lad.” Hazug said to Gorrid before looking in Mayleth’s direction, “Go find da others. Let ‘em know we is back and bring Ratish to me. Tell Salia and Sophie to make sure dat dare’s somethin’ ready to eat by time we is done.” and then he led the Evil Suns off in the direction of where Grath was being seen to. Gorgoga watched Hazug leaving and then looked up into his truck where Thuggrim still stood holding the grip of the weapon mounted on the roll cage. “Drazzok’s over dare.” The Goff said to the silent mad nob, pointing to where a crude wooden hut was being raised up on top of a metal pole by a group of gretchin. Right away Thuggrim leapt down from the truck and returned his bionic eye to its pouch. “Oh great one!” he yelled as he ran towards the partially completed weird hut, “I is back!” and from far off Gorgoga just about heard Drazzok’s reaction. “Oh soddit.” “Dat aint water.” Nuzzug said to Hazug as he picked up the bucket. “Doesn’t matter.” Hazug replied, “It’ll do da trick.” And he threw the warm and foul smelling liquid over the unconscious ork prisoner where he lay on the floor. The ork screamed and sat upright. “Wot’s ‘appenin’?” he exclaimed and when he saw Grath he repeated the question,” Boss, wot’s goin’ on?” “Wot’s goin’ on?” Grath roared and he stood up suddenly, wobbling somewhat as his crude wooden leg made it difficult to stand. Balancing himself against a table with his remaining real arm he then continued, “Ya turned on me ya worthless runt! Now ya’s gonna tell us exactly wot ya is up to. Dat’s wot’s goin’ on.” “But boss-“ the ork protested, getting to his feet and taking a step towards the warboss but before he could get any further Hazug swung the now empty bucket and struck him with it. “Stay dare!” he bellowed, “Now wot’s ya name?” “Nurgank.” “Good, now answer da boss’s question Nurgank. Why did ya turn on ‘im?” “But I didn’t. I don’t knows wot ya is-“ Nurgank began and then he staggered back and collapsed as Hazug punched him. “Dis is getting’ us nowhere.” Hazug said, “I wants answers and I know ‘ow to get ‘em.” And he looked at Ratish, “Ratish, go get Drazzok.” Ratish grinned. “Yes master, Ratish go now.” The gretchin replied and he ran from the room. “Now den,” Hauzg said to Nurgank, “we is gonna wait right ‘ere for Drazzok to turn up and den we’ll see wotcha really knows.” “Who’s Drazzok den?” Nurgank asked and his captors just smiled. Drazzok’s arrival was heralded by the sound of badly played squig pipes and his staff banging on the stairs outside as he climbed up them. “Soddin’ stairs.” He said from outside, “I spends all me life climbin’ up and down stairs and ladders and such.” The door was suddenly thrown open and Thuggrim stormed in flanked by the pipers. “Da great and powerful Drazzok is ‘ere!” he announced, turning around and bowing to the weirdboy. “Well I may be ‘ere, but I can’t exactly get in while ya is standing in da doorway can I?” Drazzok said as he squeezed between Thuggrim and the pipers, “And cut dat racket out.” He added, “Go play outside. Preferably in traffic.” Keeping his
head bowed Thuggrim led the pipers from the room and Drazzok looked
around. “But I don’t know nothin’.” Nurgank protested once more. “Ha!” Drazzok exclaimed, waving at Nurgank, “Dat was a double negative, so ya does know somethin’.” “We needs to know wot made da lads turn on Grath.” Hazug said to Drazzok, ”’E’s all yours.” “Right den.” Drazzok said, advancing on the captive, “Us weirdboys got ways of getting’ answers.” And a wide smile spread across his face. At the far side of the room Mayleth let out a slight gasp of exhilaration as she felt the sudden rush of fear from Nurgank. Nurgank continued to back away from Drazzok until he ran into the wall and all of a sudden Drazzok reached out a hand with two fingers extended. He promptly shoved these up the ork’s nostrils and used his grip to pull the now screaming ork forwards. “Wot does ya know?” Drazzok bellowed. “Nuddin’.” Nurgank replied. “Squig crap!” Drazzok replied and he shoved the ork’s head back against the wall to produce a loud ‘crack’, “Now tell me.” “I don’t know
nothin’!” the ork repeated as Drazzok withdrew his fingers and wiped them
on Nurgank’s clothing. “I don’t remember it.” Nurgank replied, “I remember dem Death Skulls comin’ back and startin’ shootin’ da place up so me and de rest of me mob decided to give ‘em wot for. We even took out one of dare mobs, but den da next thing I remember was getting’ piss chucked on me by dat git lover.” “Is ‘e tellin’ da truth?” Hazug asked Drazzok and the weirdboy raised his staff. “Its da truth!” Nurgank replied, cowering before the weirdboy. “I reckon so.” Drazzok said as he lowered his staff. “So dat was ya big plan?” Grath then said to Hazug, “I could ‘ave beaten da answers out of dis runt brain meself.” “Yeah, but without my easy goin’ attitude ‘e’d ‘ave just lied and told ya wot ya wanted to ‘ear.” Drazzok replied, “’E told me da truth cos I ‘as people skills.” “Dare’s still da matter of ‘im turnin’ on ya.” Nuzzug reminded Grath. “Aye dares is dat.” The warboss agreed. “Ya got any pits ‘ere?” Hazug asked, referring to the gladiatorial arenas used by orks as a mix of justice system and entertainment. “Aye, course I
‘ave.” Grath answered. Word of the ruined human fort at the base of the volcano and its unusual guardians soon spread amongst the orks and the prevailing opinion was that they should immediately set out to attack it. “We still don’t knows wot we is facin’.” Hazug told the assorted nobs who had gathered outside while Nurgank was being questioned. “We facin’ a bunch of lads, dat’s all.” One of the mob of Snake Bite nobs replied. His name was Krurgan and he was the largest of the group. Hazug knew that if he were to face a challenge then Krurgan would like be its source, “Now let’s get smackin’ eads. We’ll kill some and da rest’ll do as dey’re told again.” And he drove his fist into the palm of his other hand to cheers from amongst the other orks, particularly the other Snake Bites. “We don’t even knows where dey all is.” Hazug said, “Da wagons I saw outside da fort wasn’t enough to ‘old all da lads wot is gone from ‘ere.” “All da more reason to attack now, while dey is gone.” Krurgan shouted, “We can smash dare fort before dey gets back.” “Yeah,” another of the Snake Bite nobs shouted, “I though dat git lovers liked dat sort of plan.” Hazug scowled and drew his pistol. “I is in charge of dis warband,” He shouted, “and dontcha forget it.” And he fired a single shot just past the nob’s ear, making him jump, “Now everyone but Nagrippa can sod off because I needs to figure out ‘ow to find da other missin’ lads.” At first eh orks did not move, but when Hazug raised his pistol again they began to disperse, muttering amongst themselves. “Dat git lover don’t know wot ‘e’s doin’ Brug.” Krurgan said to the other nob who had spoken. “So wot we gonna do about it?” Brug replied. “Easy.” Said Krurgan,” We is goin’ anyways.” “But won’t dat git lover try and stop us?” another Snake Bite asked. “Aye, dat ‘e will Forknar.” Krurgan replied, “So dat is why I wants ya and Knull to go to dat ‘ut wot ‘is gits ‘ave set up ‘is stuff in. We’ll sue dem to make sure dat ‘e don’t come after us.” “Wot good is visitin’ gits?” Knull asked. “Because dat Blood Axe likes ‘em.” Krurgan answered, “So if we takes one with us and da other one tells ‘im dat we’ll kill it if ‘e comes after us den ‘e’ll leave us to it won’t ‘e?” “And wot about da others?” Forknar asked, “We needs more dan just da six of us to take out a fort full of lads and dare wagons.” “We aint goin’ just yet.” Krurgan said, “I reckons we set out tonight, so we got until den to figure out who’ll come with us. Don’t bother askin’ Gorgoga, dat two ‘eaded freak or da stormboys though. I reckon dey’ll just tell da git lover wot we is up to.” |
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