Spingemangler'z own kustom war thread

Personal thread.

"Boss! Boss!". The Weirdboy arrives, dragged by the other Boyz after the goblin finally finds him. He is a big muscled ork, even for its specie. However, his powers lie not in his prowess, as the Warboss knows well.

"So me waz thinkin bout somethin, because me thinkz, so therefore me am... So me waz thinkin this new place all new and shiny and LOOTY! So me found nicy shiny umie town. Me bets somethin there is all shiny and ready for takin! I doresaw an encounter. An encounter with them flashy, golden gitz! And ya boss, ya win over the shiniest of them all!" the Weirdboy chants, jumping up and down for the excitement.

Then, he stands up, and points west.
"There is it, boss! There is it the shiny umie town!"

"Well why didn't ya say so sooner!?" Bagrat grumbles.

He turns back to his boyz, mobbing up by habit more than because any real decision has been made yet. He hefts his big choppa high above the crowd and though most off his face is obscured by his kustom helmet, they can see the toothy grin on his face. He takes a breath, and bellows with enough force to carry over the din even if they didn't quiet down at the sound of his voice.

"Da weirdboy reckons dere's some shiny loot o'er dere. I reckonz we wouldn't be any typa orcs if we didn't go 'av a look eh?" His words are met with raucous cheers, which only serve to make his proud heart swell. "Let's go lads, 'ere we go!"

As Bagrat Spinemangler sets off for the town at the loping trot that orcs make, deceptively fast and seemingly untiring, the rest of his boyz pick up the chant. The volume increases until it could be heard from miles around.