[Gruul leaned in conspiratorially, putting a big, beefy arm around his shoulders. “Audrey told me that what I thought was happening when I met you lot, was not happening at all.” The warchief looked appropriately bewildered at this admission. “I thought she and Remy—but she told me no. Though, to be fair, she wasn’t sure what was goin on between you and Remy—“

Oh, for—this again. “Gruu-uul,” Greckles groaned, exasperated. “I just got here!”]

[The Blood Axes were all trying to paint their wagons red, believing that might improve the speed. That seemed like a logical enough idea to the rest that someone went and bought enough red paint to coat the wall around Tent Town. Still others mounted their wagons with spikes and streamers (often both). One wagon (the Dawn-Brawlers) had several antlers mounted to the beams and wheel spokes, sticking out into the air like rotating spike arms.]

[Borky being a Warboss always threw a wrench in things, the rogue pondered. Orcs, like kobolds, followed strength. And honestly, among his own kin, Borky lacked the raw power that some of them had. But he made up for it in cunning. Though, Greckles had never really seen him in full Warboss mode. It was quieter than he’d expected, sort of reminded him of Gruul Hellhorn, now that he thought about it.]

[Borky sighed and rubbed his brow. “What d’you know about G’nash?”

Mister Borpington perked. “Oh! I know plenty about ganache! It is a smooth, thick chocolate with cream. You can use it in all sorts of delicious desserts! Why do you need to know about ganache?”

Borky stared at him, trying to parse out what he’d just heard. “Whut?”]

The Hands We're Dealt | Part 01

I could not get this idea out of my brain. It kept coming back, wanted to write about Borky more and bring back some of the folks i made up from the first piece I did. So I finally wrote some down. (I listen on the podcast. I haven't even started Campaign two yet.)

[The taller orc straightened. “Warboss, I’m Toknag, second son of Yuthi and Ursine. This one is my younger brother, Rathnak. We heard there was a Warboss here who defeated Agranak, the champion of G'nash of the Blood Axes, at the Mountain of Repetition."

"That's me, yeah, Warboss Borky of Alivast," Borky agreed.]