Mogrok - WAAAGH! Mogrok: Unbeknownst to the rest of the Ork Warbosses vying for leadership, there was one amongst them who was already well ahead of the game. Whilst the other klanz and tribes fought amongst themselves, Big Mek Mogrok and his Bad Moons were already enacting their plan to embroil the Imperial forces in the greatest battle Alaric Prime had seen yet.Though none of the would-be Ork Warlords of the WAAAGH! liked to admit it, Mogrok had been the power behind the throne for quite some time. What few of the Ork invaders suspected was that Mogrok had been waiting for his chance to usurp Grukk's rule for many standard years. Mogrok intentionally steered the WAAAGH! toward Obstiria, reasoning that a Chapter of Space Marines defending their homeworld would be fierce enough to cut Grukk down to size or even, with a bit of luck, slay him once and for all.Amazingly, the Warlord's headlong charge had been powerful enough to smash open the Obsidian Glaives' fortress-monastery before they could turn the tide. With several billion Orks falling upon a thousand Space Marines in a sudden avalanche of violence, Grukk secured victory, and Mogrok was forced to keep to his back seat role for a little longer.Alaric Prime was Mogrok's last chance to see Grukk brought low before the WAAAGH! left the Sanctus Reach system in flames, and the tedious interstellar voyage to the next system put a crimp in his plans. Luckily the Knights of the planet proved up to the task, and the gateway to true leadership soon swung wide open.Mogrok's first act after Grukk's downfall at Sacred Mountain was to muster his forces back at his titanic rust-ship, Toof o' Mork. No sooner had he marshalled his horde of Mekboyz, Lootas, Battlewagons and combat walkers than he had set off across the plains, heading for the largest concentration of Humans he could find.Mogrok knew that humies had some weird ideas about who and what was worth protecting. For some reason, the bigger and badder the humie, the more likely he was to come to the aid of the smaller humies when they got into trouble. The Space Marines were proof enough of that, turning up to the fight whenever a WAAAGH! got a bit of momentum behind it.It was exactly the sort of thing that annoyed the Big Mek about these weaklings that had somehow spread across the galaxy -- weaklings who deserved to be slaughtered, not saved. Still, that was why Mork had sent him to grind them into the dust and take their planets for himself.Whilst his rival Warbosses were still fighting amongst themselves, Mogrok led his Mek horde towards the massed formations of Human Imperial Guard infantry making their way across the savannah towards a plateau of crenellated keeps in the distance. Humie runts, thought Mogrok; killing a few thousand of those weaklings should be the perfect bait for bringing the big stompy Imperial combat walkers out into the scrap -- and, in the process, lure more battle-hungry Orks to join Mogrok's fight.This time, however, it would be the Orks that sprung the trap on the humies, not the other way round. Mogrok's horde had more than enough dirty tricks to take out even the biggest of the humies' war robots, and a few hundred tanks besides.The Big Mek grinned toothily as his fizzing telly-scope brought the Human army trekking across the plains below into focus. With all the preparations he'd put in place, the payoff was going to be a lot of fun.