Six Walked Out Of The Capitol And Onto The North Road...

"Itz gonna be a long an' 'ard road Norf wif out some mounts Ghazgul..." Chadian, the troll Sorceress of the party, groused.

"Don'cha worry none girls, Da powwa uv da 'waaagh' is tellin me dat wez gonna have a chance ta grab some beasties ta ride soon, Jes gotta be Kunnin', Brutal, an' patient." Ghazgul said cheerfully.

A week later no body was cheerful. "Ghazgul, I knows tá trust yer instincts bout dese fings, but WHEN iz wez gonna get dem boars or whateva' tá do all dis walkin' for uz?" Blagia complained. All their feet were of course toughened against long marches, but even so the relentless trudge North was starting to leave them foot-sore and out-of-sorts.

"Awright, I'z gonna consult wif Da Godz, but dis is dá only Timé I'll doz dat on diz issue, unda-stand?" Ghazgul sighed, and sat down under a tree at the side of the road.

With a deep bass hum in his chest he went into the trance for contacting the Orcish gods, and became like a statue for an interval.

A few minutes later he shouted "HAH!" out of the blue, and stood up, unkinking his neck with a series of loud *krack-popple-snap!* noises.

"If'n youz lot had juz had a bit more patience an Kunnin' I wouldn't 'ave 'ad ta bover da gods over dis! We'z less den five milez frum da point where we'z gotta krump a few stupid gits an kick da rest inta shape tá gives us a little raiding party: wot has gots plenty uv Boars, und horses wot Dey stole frum da people dat dey'z robed! Dá horses we'z gotz tá givez back, but some uv em wez gonna get ta keep, cause Dey has bounties fer returnin' uverz!" Ghazgul barked with a mix of amusement and annoyance. "Now get movin' you doubtin' lot, we'z lost a bunch uv' time wif all yer complainin' an' insistin' we stop at every inn along da way! Ifin' wez don' get tá dá camp in dá next two hourz dá gitz wot wez gonna krump will leave an we'z gonna be wishin' dat wez been fasta'!" Ghazgul commanded, and set off at a ground eating lope.

Somewhere around an hour later Ghazgul veered off the road into the scrubland off the side, and shortly there was the sounds of a huge fracas. The others followed along as fast as they could, comming upon the site of a violent and swirling Melee. Ghazgul was pummelling his opponents, (twenty orcs and six goblins,) with his bare fists: which due to his great strength was leaving a trail of broken bones and internal bleeding in his wake...

"Suzurein-Balgoch, Pliznak-Fiyr!" Chadian shouted, and the remaining few opponents not already doubled over in pain collapsed, asleep...

"Roight! Youz lot wot Shlegi'z gonna keep frum dyin' but ain't asleep, listen up! I'z Ghazgul Magnum Uruhk Throckley: leader uv da Geoffs, an' you lot iz all Geoffs now! I'z takin ova' yer warband, an' any gitz wot got'z a problem wif dat iz gonna get krumped! Now yer gonna stay roight 'ere an wait fer uz ta comez back! When I'z don' takin' ova dá clericz, oraclez an' shamanz gonna fix yer roight up, an' den yer gonna ride wif me an' dá rest out inta dá Norf, an' we'z gonna free a bunch uv new Geoffs frum a Dragon! Just remember, I could uv Krumped youz all dis time, an' I didn't: youz lot tryz tá rún off tho, an I won't be so genrus next time!" Ghazgul commanded, then set off again along the trail back twards the main camp.

Question to vote on:

A: What group does the party encounter next?
A1: Boar Cavalry.
A2: Subsidiary Infantry Encampment.
A3: A Gathering of Mages.
A4: Inept Goblin Ninjas.
A5: A Juvenile Male Green Dragon.
A6: Squiggly Beast Herders
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