So named because of the color of their waxy skin, the greenskins are savagery personified. They are ill-tempered, primitive, and live only to fight. In the absence of another foe, greenskins will eventually turn on one another for want of violence. In their culture, might makes right and the weakest members of society are one false step away from being dinner.
The greenskins have no homeland to speak of. They capture other races’ settlements and then make those places their own, decorating them with tribal graffiti, wood, and scrap materials fashioned into crude symbols, and oftentimes, the bones of those they have slain. This leads to a very unique form of architecture that is distinctively ramshackle.
Periodically, a powerful Orc Warboss will unite the greenskin tribes into a single swarming mass called a “Waaagh!”, named for the common greenskin battle-cry. In a Waaagh!, the greenskins unite into a stampede of frenzied Orcs, Goblins and Snotlings bent on destroying everything they encounter. Save for pure Chaos itself, there is no force in the Warhammer world as devastating as a Waaagh! set in motion.
At the onset of the new Age, the greenskins have been united by the Black Orc Warlord Grumlok and his diminutive counterpart, the Goblin Shaman Gazbag. Together, they have led their tribe, the Bloody Sun Boyz, to dominance. Now, they wage war upon the Dwarfs, guided by an unseen hand.
“Now den, sometimes what da boyz need is a lad what can take a beating and beat back, Dey need a lad wif a serious pair of tusks!”
“Sticks N stones ‘ll break my bones but Gork and Mork ‘ll smash yer ‘ead to bits if N you don’t sod off you big bugger!”
“An dis one’s chompy! Chompy’s a right devil he is!. Rip bugger right in two see dis scar ‘ere on me arm? Dats oi Chompy’s andywork! “
“WAAAGH! Chop da humies da sissies Chop da stunties! Chop chop chop WAAAGH!!!”