Orcs, brutish and aggressive, make up the ruling class. Greenskins lack any form of government, subscribing instead to a ‘might-makes-right’ ideology that sets the nastiest and sneakiest firmly at the top of the pecking order. After slaughtering the occupants, they daub the walls in crude graffiti, settling amongst the corpses until restless green fingers start itching for bloodshed once more. Whenever the feeling takes them they pour out in earth-shaking numbers to plunder other races' settlements, invaders to the end. Mobs of savage Orcs roam the Badlands' plains while Night Goblins move unseen in the deep tunnels of the Underway. Rather than a single race, they are a conglomeration of smaller sub-races, banded together by their like-minded brutality, lack of intelligence and lust for carnage. An' den I'm gonna get really mean.'Ī seething flood of tooth, blade and brazen green flesh, the Greenskins make up the most barbaric and prolific raiding force in the Old World. I'm gonna bash 'eads, break faces and jump up and down on da bits dat are left. I'm gonna pile 'em up inna big fire and roast 'em.