[h2][center]Grolik[/center][/h2]


Over the Horizon coming from the distant mountain peaks a small army of goblins march with a dense trail of smoke following them. Steam tanks and zeppelins lazily making their way to the keep. Grolik stands on the prow of one of his zeppelins wind buffeting him with an unnatural chill. He could look down and see his forces, the meager lot he brought with him. The whole of his army was currently engaged in a protracted siege of some human fortress in the mountains. The last city that needed to fall before he would be free to raid and burn as he pleased without fear of harassment. 

There was a loud thump behind Grolik, one of the engines was out again. It would stall the Zeppelin for a couple of hours while the crew carefully landed the huge machine and repaired the engine. He would ride in on his spider in stead he decided, it would still be grand and terrifying, though he wanted the tanks and zeppelins to prove his might. 

The keep was well within sight but he knew Lancelot would be uneasy with a force of goblins camped out at the foot of his keep. So he ordered his forces to halt, and make camp. There where several hundred goblins to keep busy, and if left to their own devices there would be some raiding and pillaging. Grolik wouldn't mind the raiding so much but he expected Lancelot would be rather upset that some of his power base was ablaze. So he set his small army to task, they where to build a wooden fort with prepared fortifications to accept cannons and allow tanks and zeppelins to be housed there. It was a simple design, a circular wall to encompass a basic warcamp, with barracks and a mess. However Grolik instructed that there was to be a tower built in the center of the fort, to dock the floating zeppelin. 

Once the captains understood their job and began organizing the construction only then did Grolik finish his journey to the keep. A spider of titanic proportions lumbered across the field to the keep. Grolik had a small gang (12) of "big 'uns" Though everyone else knew they where orcs, each larger than Grolik by at least a foot and stronger than most men. A pair of Shaman accompanied Grolik as well, a spider priest to look after the Arachnarok, and a "doom sayah" who acts as a magical artillery piece more than anything else. The whole group riding on the wood and steel platform built on the Arachnarok. 

Grolik, his orcs, and the doom sayah entered the keep with only one pair of guards being savagely threatened. As Grolik neared the chamber that he was supposed to meet he asked his Big 'Uns to make the entrance for him. Who promptly shouldered the doors open with a crash, hard enough to shake the chandelier above. 

"Grolik! Da Chief Gobbo, Da Rabble Rouser, Da High Tyrant, Da Steam Lord, Da Tanker, Da Dwarf Killah, Mountain Shaker, Black Powder Baron, Supreme Despot, Chief Oppressor, Keg Drainer, Baby Stompah and Da Lord King Boss of Da Goblins Has arrived!" shouted one of the orcs in a booming voice that resonated in the hall, who had to take several breaths on the way through because there where too many titles. Grolik stood beyond the door while the required titles where read before he walked into the hall and began to observe those who had already arrived.