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Feb 03, 2023 9:32 AM
Cegorach the trickster god tries a longshot plan involving orks and a human soul, because it’s not like he can make things any worse.
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"Excellent! That you found them, not that they're running out of food. Lead me to 'em."

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Blacknail scampers off leading Jennifra to the camp of runaway gretchin.

The camp is hidden from view from any of the main tunnels by lots of bends and twists and tight passages. If jennifra was any bigger she would not be able to get through and even then she has to break off bits of stone to squeeze by.

It's...barely something that could be called a camp. The gretchin have tried to set up lean-to's but most have collapsed and ended up more like nests of sticks and scrap cloth. There are little piles of bones from whatever prey they've managed to catch everywhere with desperate gretchin picking through the bones to find scraps of marrow. These gretchin are entirely too thin as well. Blacknail is thin as all gretchin are but he has defined whipcord muscles under his skin with a hint of pectorals and biceps, the runaway gretchin all have their ribcages in stark relief on their skin and next to no muscle left.

When they spot Jennifra coming in they all freeze and their eyes go wide hoping the scary ork would overlook them and go for another gretchin. One gretchin yells "ORK!" and the gretchin beside him slaps him around the head. "We's can see that you krumpin idiot! now shut up!" He whispers angrily to his loud friend.

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"Hey, folks," she rumbles, "there's nothing ta be scared of. I'm just here to make you all an offer, and if ya don't like it I'll go away and leave ya be." Except for sending Blacknail over with a big pile of food, because yikes. She makes a note to look into the food production here in more detail, see if she can't get the squig herds producing enough for everybody.

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The loud gretchin who yelled 'ORK!' from before pipes up again in a squeaky voice. "Liar! Ork only kick gretchin and force them to fight squigs for bets! If Ork leave is only to come back with big enough sack to put us all in!"

His buddy slaps him around the head again. "Ya think maybe ya get kicked so much is because ya cannot shut ya damn mouth!. Now Orks is noticing ya, ya daft krumpin idiot." 

Blacknail tries to convince his fellows with his palms out to show no aggression meant. "No! Boss is a weirdo strange Ork who is nice! Give me knife and let me shoot a shoota and tells me I gets my own shoota someday! Even shares food! Work for Boss and ya get perks! Not even asked me for a single toof in tribute! Not have to fight single squig for sport!" It is very obvious blacknail is very proud of his ork. Raised him since he left the pod a scant half-day ago. They grow up so fast.

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Blacknail is such a sweetheart. "Here's my offer. I'm looking for Gretchin who can get good with a shoota, to come on raids and hide inna back and shoot people. If you're willing to try it, I'll help you all get food and shootas, and if it works, we can all loot the corpses afterward." 

(At least, she hopes she can loot the corpses. She's uncomfortably aware that she's never actually seen anyone die violently and is very much hoping she doesn't lose her nerve as soon as that changes. But that is her problem to deal with and nobody else's.)

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A couple of gretchin nervously step forward. But it seems more like they are afraid of what she will do if they refuse than anything to do with trusting her offer. Loudmouth and his buddy stay back.

Maybe if she put her teef where her mouth was they'd have something more to go off of than just scary ork coming in and telling them what to do instincts.

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"I'm not hearing no, and you all clearly need food whether you're in or out. I'll be back with some in a bit and we can talk this over while we eat. Hey Blacknail, want to help me acquire a herd of squigs?" If she gets them set up with their own herd, they won't have to depend on her for food and the ones who don't turn out to be good markspeople will have something to do.

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"I waz squig herdin' before youz spawned and became me Boss. But tecni-key theyz belonged to an Ork and I'z had to take care of 'em or hed kick me. Won't whoever dem squigs belong to git mad? you ken always krump 'em and take dere squigs but Herdas tend to got big friends they pay with squig meat." Blacknail Isn't saying he won't help but he does look a little nervous at the prospect. Krumping random Boyz around base is fine because they are on the lowest rung. But special orks like oddboyz can provide services and so sometimes can have guards they can pay.

A lone Ork Isn't that hard to steal from as a very brave gretchin, you just have to run away fast enough and make sure no other orks are around. But getting chased by a whole group is heart attack inducingly terrifying (If gretchin could have heart attacks that is).

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