A Short Inquisitorial analysis of Kaifast da Kanny's closest confident, Yer-Gun.
By Inquisitor Aten Borough, Ordo Xenos
It is unknown exactly when this singularly intelligent and unpredictable warboss rose to power, but our analyst's best estimates have placed it at around the time he recruited the exceptionally malodorous grot known only to the rest of reality as "Yer-Gun".
The specifics of how this relationship came to be is also unknown, but monitoring orkish communications such as they are with the assistance of the Ordo Dialogus has given us a background of the ork's own story on the subject. If this is true or not remains to be seen, but even their barbarous tales must have a grain of truth to them.
It is said that Kaifast, then a Kommando of some repute, had just raided an Imperial armory and stolen a selection of rarer heavy weapons, including several Meltas. These he brought to a Mekboy of particular eccentricity, even by their animalistic standards, who in a moment of exceptional madness (or possibly brilliance) fused them all together to make a "Supa-Melta". Having handed it back to the client, Kaifast looked at it, and found it wanting, and unsuitable for his line of work. However, he did not want to pass such a powerful weapon to another ork who might use it on him. Looking around, he saw an especially rancid looking grot sitting in a corner near the workshop, He walked over to it, dropped the supa-melta on it (almost flattening it in the process), said "Yer Gun", and walked off. The grot, having come out of the daze from having a vast lump of metal and wiring dropped on it, and seeing this act of singular and uncharacteristic generosity from an ork, hefted the unsanctified monstrosity onto its back, and set off after its benefactor.
The rest is history. Kaifast da Kanny has gone from strength to strength (and warfront to warfront), has risen to be the master of his own WAAAGH! through exercising guile and unusual forethought for one of his kind, and at all times, "Yer-gun" has been by its side. In every fight, it has been there, unsteadily hefting its signature weapon to deadly effect. Yer-gun is reportedly totally devoted to its master, and exists for nothing more than to satisfy Kaifast's every need, from sourcing all the Fungus beer he could want, to chaffeuring him in his battlewagons (which are exceptionally well designed and versatile by greenskin standards) with a style which can be summarised as terrifying yet precise, to crawling through the tight ventilation ducts of an imperial base and cutting the throats of half the command staff while they slept.
Such loyalty is especially strange amongst greenskins, but in this case it is extremely unusual in that it apparently goes both ways. Kaifast reportedly views Yer-gun with an almost affectionate eye (being the only greenskin in existence he can truly trust), and as something of a mascot for his WAAAGH!, and makes sure it has the best of everything by grot standards. The fact that it has not grown in physical stature with this increase in status is out of the ordinary from what we know of their physiology, but the first hard rule of Orks is that they don't always obey their own rules.
If we could eliminate this disgusting pustule on His Holy Realm, it would be a great blow to Kaifast and his WAAAGH! I would recommend requesting the high lords of Terra assign a member of the Officio Assassinorum to take out this revolting Xenos. Finding an Assassin willing to lower themself to killing a lowly grot may be a tricky task however, so we may not get the best of the temple's selections to perform this vital duty.
Thought for the Day: To know your enemy is to be verging towards Heresy.