Da Waaagh! o' da Oglork grows!

Been da hard stompin' guyz!
Oglork went findin' da mount first - da fly' mount to not stomp damn sno'

Yet da stable wuz empty - 'eerybody dead!

Oglork go rage! Finding who ate all da mountz an' da stuff!

Oglork did some trackin'. Found da bonez. Somebody big gnawed those for shure...

Oglork da Shmart wizely decided not ta go into da beasty cave smellin' fresh blood... Maybe later when da Waaagh! goes bigger!

Da sno' fotrez wuz next find. Empty too: boyz long gone, bonez and junk all frozen. Oglork wuz ragin' out loud when somebody shoot not so far away...

Oi! Da live boyz!

Jis' one to be precise...

Oglork sayz: "Me da Boss! You Waagh! or me bash your 'ead in!"

"We da Waaagh! all right!" - da boy sayz.

So da Waaagh! goez!

Oglork 'ead aches of oll da finkin'! Oglork askz 'iz boyz: what next? Mountz? New bigga' base? More boyz?!

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