Gordrakk

Gordrakk is the Megaboss of Megabosses, the biggest and most dangerous orruk alive, and the Mortal Realms' most reliable natural disaster. He did not inherit his position; he compiled it, one krumped rival at a time, until no boss in the realms could look at him without also looking up. From the back of Bigteef — a Maw-krusha of appalling size and worse temper — he directs the Great Waaagh! the way a storm directs lightning: approximately, and with tremendous enthusiasm.

He fights with the paired axes Smasha and Kunnin', and the names are the whole of his doctrine. Gordrakk's genius — and it is genius, however loudly he would deny the word — lies in knowing exactly when to be Gork and when to be Mork: when to hurl the Ironjawz straight through a wall, and when to leave the wall alone and let the Waaagh! eat everything the wall was protecting. Cities across the realms have learned the difference too late, and at Excelsis he threw the greatest greenskin assault of the age against the City of Secrets; its walls held, but they held by a coin-flip.

Every shaman in the warclans agrees that Gordrakk is destiny made flesh; they only disagree about whose. The Ironjawz call him the Fist of Gork. The Kruleboyz insist, with infuriating smugness, that he is really the Fist of Mork and simply too thick to have noticed. Gordrakk has settled the theology the only way he respects: whichever god it is, the fist works — and it is coming for everything, walls, kings, monsters and gods alike, until the last thing standing in the Mortal Realms is green.