"Me tusk's itchin'. Why's me tusk ichin'?"
It was, of course, a pertinent question—everyone, of course, knew that Torgak Weirdtusk was decidedly Odd, even for a Freeboota out of Tork-Toofa—and some even whispered that the grizzled Kaptain was outright Weird, because Torgak had an uncanny ability to sense trouble in advance. One he typically claimed was the result of his artificial tusk, as noone could say what it was made out of, other than that it looked
off somehow, and Torgak was remarkably adept at changing the subject when someone inquired as to how, where or when he'd gotten it. Despite his known Oddness, it was
also known that he was one of old Goldtoof's most trusted subordinate Kaptains, and probably the second or third 'Ardest and Dead Killyest Ork that called Tork-Toofa home after that worthy himself.
"Which, uv course," Weirdtusk mused aloud even as he scratched at the base of his (still itching) tusk, "iz why I got stuck whatchn' you runty buncha squigs make a right hash uv what
shoulda been a scrap even a Gretchen coulda figgered out, ya softgobbed buncha Yoofs." His beady crimson eyes swept over the assorted minor Warbosses (and singular Mekboss) from Waaagh Grimtusk, who'd managed to—somehow!—-lose so much of their respective mobs of Boyz to
Twiggies armed with
sharp sticks that his Bigga Krooza,
Big Gorka, had a big enough mob to Krump the whole lot. It made the Freeboota downright embarrassed to be in the same room, to be honest.
And his tusk was
still itching!
…
"Aktuhally, dat's downright odd," he continued thinking aloud (something of a habit) "uzually, dat eavver stops pretty quick, or somfin' obvious happens by now…" he trailed off, thick brows furrowed in deep thought. This reminded him of something. Something he'd felt once before, back as a snot-nosed Yoof on ol' Hackitz's ship, before his first Kaptin had died ugly.
Before he'd got the Tusk.
"Gearthwaka," he said, in an eerie, conversational tone, "get da jumpa ready. I gotz a feelin' somfin' iz happinin' dat we ain't gonna loik."
"Boss! Boss-
KAPIN'!"
wait, that was the Sensors Grot-
"Sweep these unsightly heaps from my skies, Weaponsmaster."
A hail of blue-white spears impaled something like two thirds of the fleet (no great loss, in Torgak's estimation, given they were Grimtusk's lot) in an instant, and Torgak abruptly realized why his tusk had been itching. He raised the talky-bit he was holding, and, grinning wickedly at the suddenly panicking Grimtusk Warbosses, calmly ordered his Big Mek to "hit da jumpa, mista Gearthwaka."
As the ship plunged into the Warp, an old Freeboota adage came to Torgak's mind, and he muttered aloud—" 'e who Krumps, an' runs away, lives ta Krump annuvver day."
This, of course, did not calm or reassure the Grimtusks on his ship.
The other reason that Weirdtusk was considered Odd, even Weird, after all, was that it was well known that his ship did not possess the Orkish equivalent to what humans called a Gellar Field.
In a blast of exotic perfume (which only served to induce a sneeze from a nearby Gretchen), a creature that most species would have called 'hauntingly lovely' materialized in Da Waaagh Room.
Torgak, however, called such things "Very Punchable", and proceeded to put his Kustom Klaw through the Daemonette's face before the Neverborn even realized where it had manifested. The purple ones might be hard to see on occasion, but Torgak thought them
nearly as much fun as the red ones.
Orkish "Kleen up" fleet destroyed (in part because of
embarrassingly bad rolls against Meros' defenders), with the exception of the Ork hero unit, who made his escape when you facewiped 60% of his fleet in the opening salvo.
Meros is safe for this turn.
Basically Torgak, some time ago:
*Standing in front of Orky Gellar Field generator* "so, da only reason why we ain't in a scrap evvery time we go anywhere, iz dat we don't turn dis here tingy off?"
"Well, yeah boss! But itz no good—dose fakeboyz, dey's dead 'ard and mosta da boyz and yoofs would get krumped if we didn't-!"
*Sound of Torgak putting his Klaw through the generator* "den dey wuzzn't 'Ard enuff ta be on me crew anywayz, wuz dey?"
*Conversationally* "oh, and don't build annuvver wun uv dose all sneeky-loike, or I'll krump ya good, ya unnerstand?"
Also Torgak: *Meeting Tuska Demon-killa*
"MOOD BRUVVER!"