Gashnag and Rakkgad were bored.
Guarding the realmgate was boring and the view of Ghur rarely changed. Occasionally animals would walk past the gate, but they caught the smell of the Orruk camp and quickly moved away.
They were part of an Orruk warband heading into Ghur for a bit of fun krumpin’ some chaos warrior or so the boss said. They were friends, or as close to friends as Orrucks got, so they normally fought side by side, trying to outdo each other in heads bashed or buildings smashed.
They were arguing about the best weapon combination, choppa and stabby stick or choppa and knuckledusters when the realmgate emitted a shriek. They looked at the gate and their jaws dropped open. Gone was the wild view of Ghur and it was replaced by a dark and sinister image.
“Where’s dat?” mumbled Gashnag
“Shyish” replied Rakkgad with an authority he didn’t feel.
“Yoo ‘aint never bin to Shyish. An’ it’s all downside up and der ‘aint no ‘ammer fist magic. An…”
A sharp hiss behind them made them spin round weapons drawn. Ugbak Spleenlobba an old, Wierdnob Shaman stood staring at the realmgate, pointing with a withered pale green finger.
“The Underworlds” he breathed in a low voice.
“Wot?” said Gashnag and Rakkad together.
“The myffical underworlds. I’ve ‘eard of ’em at the great shaman gatverin’. Da realms are flat and if we walk on da top, den summin’ must walk on da bottom.”
“But dey’d be all downside up an’ den dey’d fall off.” Rakkad picked up a stone held it on the palm of his hand and then turned it over. The stone fell to the ground proving his point.
The realmgate hissed and clicked and, as the Orrucks watched, the image faded and was replaced by the image of Ghur once more. A gargant strode across the plain scattering a heard of Ragnarok.
“Yoo bin eatin’ too much fungus paste Ugbak.” Chuckled Gashnag.
“The underworlds are tru, yoo’ll see.” Replied Ugbak twitching violently.
“Cum on boyz, get yer wargear, we’re eadin’ out for sum fun called the boss of their squad.
Gashnad and Rakkad looked at each other and cheered, before running off to grab their stuff, all thoughts of underworlds forgotten.
Ugbak stood staring at the realmgate, his thoughts turned upside down.
