"…and that is when I saw him, a pale Orc armed only with a Puddling to hurl at his opponent’s face. And the young Sirrian, bliinded and unable to remove the oily substance from his eyes, was forced to leave the field in disgrace.
And I thought to myself, there is an Orc I could folllow. There is an Orc I could call Warboss."
Excerpt from Chunky Mono’s Plagiarized Paraphrased Works of Tolkien.
Ruin the Orc Hero Class, and I shall have my vengeance. In this game, or the next.