Mork's Will
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Boss Snikklaw is an Orc warboss of the Blood Axe tribe. More literate than his green-skinned ilk, he possess a knack for cunnin' tactics, planning out huge campaigns and leading through respect, no matter how many skulls he has to bash in to get it. Follow Snikklaw on his adventures as he rips and tears his way through the galaxy, where war is plentiful and a good krumpin' is not hard to find.
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