In the history of the history of the War Hammer world, Gorbad Ironclaw led the orcs from their formation, to their eventual decline. What would have happened if he had been replaced? Would history have changed if another orc, from another time had emerged as their leader?
Lets find out.....
----- The Hand of Gork and Mork -----
As amazing as the sight was, it was the sound that truly defied logic.
Complete silence.
Ten of the worlds most powerful Orc Tribal leaders were gathered in a subterranean cave, each with a gaggle of goblin slaves, orc body guards, and squig pets, and not one of them made a sound. All eyes were focused on a raised platform, dimly lit by torches at the front of the cave.
A particularly large specimen of the orc race stood there. He wore a loin cloth, and a harness, full of bone daggers. Over his head he waved a bone club.
"I iz Gorbad o' de Ironclawz! I haz called yoos 'ere for yoo to know one fing!" The creature screamed.
"It iz I dat am gonna lead da orcses ta greatness!"
The assembled crowd was silent no longer. Goblins clapped their hands, orc bodyguards stomped their feet, and the chiefs hooted and hollered.
"If der anyone who doubt dis, let him challenge me now!" Gorbad exclaimed.
A figure entered from the shadows of the torch light. This orc was at least a foot taller and as much broader than Gorbad. His skin was such a dark shade of green that it was almost black. His features were obscured by a red cloak.
The figure spoke, in a soft whisper, " I iz da hand o' Gork an Mork. I iz da one dat are gonna lead us."
Silence once again fell over the assembled orcs and goblins.
Gorbad raised his bone club and charged, yelling "Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaug!" at the top of his lungs. Seconds before his club would impact, the stranger raised his had. Gorbad stood motionless, as if frozen in the Ice Wastes.
"I iz Ghazghkull Mag Uruk Thraka, da hand o' Gork an Mork, and I iz gonna lead us."
Ghaz slowly made a fist with his hand. Gorbad sprang into motion, clutching his heart, and going into convulsions on the cave floor.
"Anyone gotz a prob-lum wif dat?" Ghaz asked.
For the third time, a huge gathering of notoriously noisy creatures were silent.