!!xr5GpC4Hw2Q 03/28/10(Sun)19:05 No.8843406|
Leaving Grotlikka in charge of things in case you end up dead, you wander off through the camp lookin' for the ugly git who knicked your teef a few weeks ago. Although you're young, you've grown a lot in that time. Getting scorched, chopped, krumped and thrown out of a speeding buggy is good exercise for an Ork, and having several dozen followers can't help but magnify it.
That said, you're still not Nob sized. Not by a long shot. You're a bit taller than a boy, and have really dark green skin and loadsa skars. But not a nob.
It takes several hours before you do find him. He is hanging out in a bar full of nasty lookin' skarboyz, mostly, and he was downing several gallons of fungus beer.
Intorkzicated as he is, you just might have a chance. He hasn't even seen you yet. What do you do?