Board Thread:Middle-Earth Roleplays/@comment-26237442-20171007172331/@comment-25597877-20171008131101

Introductory backstory:


 * On the plains of the lone lands, stand two forces. The hordes of Goblintown, and the forces of Angmar. They face each other waiting for a fight. Watching from above, is the orc they would later call Trenot Goth. The armies are here because of his influence. Advisory to the warbands comprising each army. He watches as his whispers in the night take fruit, and the pride of the war bosses take them to an initial duel.*

Shnaga holds his spear at the ready, Glugbo likewise twirls his mace. Each orc is confident he will win. Unlike normal armies, orcs don't duel in order to win without losing casualties, the forces will be fighting one way or another, this is just about morale loss for the losing duelists army. Goth rises the hill where they face each other.

“Oi! What are you doing here? Warbosses only”

“I know” Goth flicks his cleaver out and the Angmar boss falls in pieces, cut in half through the arms.

“Hahah, that's a good orc. I alays new you were a sneeky git” the Goblintown boss chuckles.

‘’Slice’’ Down goes the goblin boss.

Both armies revel in the freedom and charge forth.

“Stop it! NOOOWWW!” The boom of the Mad Lord, as Trenot Goth translates to, stops the orcs in their tracks. “This is your problem. All you pathetic grots hide sniveling in your caves because nobody respects the boss no more.

There was a time the orc was feared, and look at you know. You're seen a weak pests who spend more time fighting each other than anyone else. There was a time when the greatest point ears trembled at the sight of Morgoths forces. Was it because he was big and powerful and he ‘ad all sorts of big fancy beasts? No. That ol wizard git alone took down the Balrog” he looks at the misty mountain orcs “and your witch king” he looks at Angmars forces. “No, they feared us. They were terrified because when they were in their high towers, they could see orcs from their walls to the horizon.

Them dark lords had orcs as their armies, and it took everyone else in the world to stop em. But we don't need no dark lord, that Bolg git from Gundabad was able to lead an army that only got put down with the Dwarfs, Elves, and Men together. See what happens when you grots all follow a boss? We become the greatest people of this damned ground. Look at you, two of the largest unified forces to have walked these plains, your warbosses were good. I didn't expect you to come together, but let's go for betta. I'm your new boss. I'm Trenot Goth. I lord over Angmar, the Misty Mountains, I stole the formula for that other wizard git’s Uruks. And we're gonna smash through them point ears, I’m gonna take the Guldur gits, then I'll take Gundabad. Then Mordor!” And we will be better than the old days, we will have a force as big as Morgoth’s!”

Wild cheers roar from both sides

“But remember, we gotta be smart too. Bigga armies means it takes ALL the gits who ain't orcs to put us down. Bigga and smarta though, nobody can put us down!”