Part 2: CHOSEN!, What the Hell do I do now?, Raiding Sounds good, ?
Once the Waaagh energy dispersed from me I felt far more at home in this body than I believe I ever did in my human one it's strange especially since I still have these tattoos, lifting my arms up to look at them and see the black slowly turning to dark green
'Good now I won't have to worry about others challenging me for being Un-orcy' I think to myself before lowering my now dark green arms and looking over at all the Greenskins watching me.
"All a you's get back ta yer fings now!" I call out to the tribe and they eagerly disperse and continue their whatever it is they do as I just stand in the fungal field looking at the corpse of the Old Boss, internally I am in what seems like a pitch battle with myself.
Part of me is the Orc and part of me tries to cling to my former human self but it seems the Orc is slowly wearing the Human down it doesn't help that i'm now the centre of the tribes Waaagh energy.
'I suppose that I should go on with it, I mean i'm obviously not a human anymore but can I really be the Chief of a Greenskin Tribe can I truly be a Greenkin?' it's an internal struggle and I don't know how long I stood there before finally getting on with things, reaching down i Pick up the old boss's Axe Choppa and walk towards the tribe.
'I definitely need Clothes or armour of some kind' With the axe choppa over my shoulder and with heavy thuds marking my steps in move towards the largest and most expansive building in the camp sitting on a hill overlooking everything, all around me are different Greenskins going about their business.
The goblins are gambling or abusing Snotlings, the Orcs seem to be Minutes away from brawling with each other or bullying the goblins and the snotlings scurry about and annoy the goblins to the amusement of the Orcs.
Watching a Snotling steal something from a goblin and then running off sniggering, while the goblin chases it with choppa drawn only for the snotling to go under the legs of a pretty hefty Big 'Un causing the goblin to sneer and walk off in a huff is but one of the many happenings
'Very Amusing' I think as I reach the Boss's Home? HQ? Who knows what they call it, but I stop before going in and look over the Camp from my new Vantage point
'Damn I didn't think it'd be this Big' I think while looking over the Large Camp stretching out on a brown sandy plain before me, I see everything and it's actually quite Impressive
To the centre of the camp (Around my new Home -for now-) are the tents for the Big 'Uns and 'Ard Gobbos in the next quadrant of the camp is the housing for the regular Boys of both types and even further out on the edge are ranches for War Boars, Wolves and the biggest for the Squigs of all sizes and types I even spot a fairly large Black Squig.
'I'll need to thank the old boss for giving me this to work with and i would if i could. maybe i'll have his skull strapped to my armour when I get some?, but i'll need to get my tribe up to my Human standards of Discipline and obedience before we will be truly effective' thinking to myself usually helps when I plan stuff out and cause i'm the Boss now they shouldn't really distur…
"Oi Boss!" a nasally and squeaky voice calls out to me with rushed footsteps and wooden thuds hitting the earth coming up the hill
Looking down I see the Goblin the old boss tried to speak to when I went through my little episode and now that I look a bit more closely I can deduce... that he's definitely a Goblin...
With a huge nose and wearing an overly large and stupid looking hat with a moldy feather in the centre hanging off the back and wearing brown dirt and blood stained patched robes holding a brown wooden crooked staff tipped with a large Orc skull
"Wot you want Gobbo?" I ask, inwardly i'm fairly disappointed I can't speak like I could when I was human but we all make sacrifices
"I wants ta speek wiv ya bout da waaagh energy ya used back wiv da old Boss" The Goblin says as he comes to a stop a slight distance away out of arm's reach
'Not out of reach of my Axe though' I grin savagely at that and the goblin takes a step back while looking around warily
"Well den speek Gobbo don be wastin ma time" I say to the goblin, the goblin prepares himself and then begisn to speak
"Well itz just dat most Blackie's can't really use da waaagh enegy at all so I iz finkin dat you boss, you were chozen by Gork an Mork ta lead da Tribe ta Waaagh" the moment the goblin says the names of the Greenskin Gods his eyes glow a dark green before returning to Normal
'I could probably use this, I could proclaim myself a Champion of Gork and Mork' unconsciously my eye and tattoos light Bright green before I begin speaking the Waaagh Energy amplifying my Words almost making my Voice sound like Thunder
"Dat's troo Gobbo i haz been blessed by Gork an Mork for I iz Murk One Eye Profet of Da Gods!, NONE OF YOU'S FURGET DIS, I IZ DA BLACK ORC PROFET O' DA GODS!" my voice Carries throughout the camp filling my Tribe with waaagh energy and instilling in them reverence for my power, the Goblin in front of me Adding to my already considerable Waaagh power with his own until something brilliant happens.
The Tribe Stands in awe all around the camp as a Huge Funnel of Green Energy flashes down from the heavens and slams right into me and encompassing my entire body and the Axe Choppa while only just missing the Goblin.
Within the Green beam of energy my mind opens to the Great green and I see two monumental greenskins fighting in fleeting visions before the green energy coalesces to just above my skin before forming into different inherent shapes and then solidifying into Armour and Clothes fit for a Prophet of Greenskinkind.
Huge Plates of black metal are formed and folded over my shoulders adorned with spikes while my huge chest and back are covered in lethal looking spiked armour with a pictured representation of both Gork and Mork in light glowing green, I also have large leg armour known as stompas and my axe choppa Turns into a Staff-like Axe with a mean looking set of spikes on the top.
Looking over myself as the green funnel of energy retreats back to the great green and i nod to myself before snatching up a Snotling to go get a mob of Big 'Uns
"Dunt take too long ya simply grot" I say to it before dropping it and watching it go skittering away, I look back over at the Goblin and feel a bit awkward as he looks at me as if i was some kind of god myself
"Boss Dat Was, Really good!" The Goblin Giffnuff exclaims before seeming to do the equivalent of a squee and dancing around before tripping and falling down the hill, I watch on in amusement as various exclamations of pain and agony are thrown at the universe as the goblin fall into a group of Boys who begin abusing the little gobbo before said gobbo uses the power of the big green to send them flying away and then runs off deeper into the camp away from some vengeful Boys.
"I Dint mean it boys, leave da Gobbo alone!" I hear from the Goblin before I shake my head and look at the group of Big 'Uns that are walking up the path to the my Hut before standing in front of me.
"You Boys and me will be taking sum mobs a boys and raiding soon, so get yer mobs and get ready!" I command and the Orcs, excited run off to gather their mobs.
'I need to figure out where I want to raid so I hope the old boss had some kind of map that I can look at' I think before stopping in my tracks as I enter my new hut
'Can I really do this though?, not long ago I was Human…guess i'll have to see where the magic wind takes me' resolute I walk further into the hut and try to find a map and for at least 10 minutes I turn over the whole hut and find nothing, angrily I turn and smash the sole table remaining in the building before catching a glimpse of something metal stuck into a crevice in the wall, deep enough that I only just noticed.
Walking over I reach out and pull out the metal thing only to realise that it's a very badly rusted Bretonnian Knight Helmet, looking closely I notice a rolled up piece of parchment inside but before I could grab it I froze and was pulled into my mind.
Within my own mind I looked around and saw a large water looking window like thing depicting a vision, walking over to it I was dragged forward at blinding speed and forced inside.
"To Waaaaggghhh!" I look to around me and see a massive horde of Greenskins, Trolls and a number of Giants all charging into battle against a massive combined army of the Empire and Bretonnians, at the head of the Greenskin force I see a massive Orc who stood head and shoulders above all of the other orcs in the horde wielding a massive two handed axe.
I recognised the Orc Instantly as Grimgor Ironhide and I watched in awe as he smashed through line after line of Empire Soldiers
"Send me yer Champions Humies, i'll beat 'em all!" Surrounded by a 'mob' of Black Orcs he slaughtered all of the challengers sent his way from Grail Knights to Demi Griff knights and Reiksguard to even an empire elector count Berthold Todbringer, he was an immovable wall of green power but I was sent away and instead I watched what could only be the boss i had recently killed battling a Bretonnian Knight of the Realm in a circle of Orc Big 'Uns.
Before I could see the conclusion of the battle I was forced back into my body and was looking down at the rusted helmet in my hand, I plucked the parchment and put the helmet on one of my armours spikes before unrolling the parchment and looking in glee at a map of the Badlands and the closest border Princes.
Looking closely i noticed that a tribe of orcs was noted to be close by, the Blue Face Orcs.
'This could either go very well or very badly depending on what happens' I thought before pocketing the map and leaving my hut and watching as my Chosen boys gathered for a small Waaagh, stomping down the small trial up to my hut i went over to the Boars kept in pens to the east of my tribe and found the biggest, meanest looking one and brought it into submission with a glowing green glare before mounting up and joining my boys.
'Seems like some things are instinctual' I think with a smirk before joining my boys and beginning to ride out towards Blue Face Territory.
'Need to make my own banner and think of a name for my tribe too, can't let myself be left out can I?' I think to myself before concentratign on riding.
