Mongo Mork
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Mongo Mork was an Ork warboss who ruled over the Pulmn system, a strategically central and resource-rich area of the eponymous Mongoid Sector. The warboss grew to an incredible stature, both metaphorically and literally, during his nearly five centuries of warfare in the system against the advanced human inhabitants. The peculiar cult of personality which developed around Mongo Mork has been the subject of much discussion, as the strongest of his Nobs would plague the Imperium in this vast sector for nearly two centuries after his demise. There are many warbands which even still claim ties to the warboss, and some even go to war against each other for millennia old disputes pertaining to this legacy, though these claims are highly unlikely to have any real backing.
Early Life
Much of the early life of Mongo Mork is unknown, but it is known that he was came from the planet Bili in the Hapit system and traveled by Rok to Pulmn during a WAAAGH lost to time. He was originally just called Mongo, and he quickly made a name for himself in the first battles against the Pulmni humans on the feral world Capillo. The humans here had advanced technology, but their skills at warfare had atrophied due to the relative peace brought on by their monoculture, so the unprecedented Orkoid strike caused them to abandon the far-flung and wild planet to the invaders. The Pulmni forces retreated to the heart of their civilization, and both sides began planning for the next phase. The Hapitic Orks began to reshape Bili to their own purposes, stripping away foliage to make room for industrial facilities and producing up a storm. Though the Hapitic boss wanted to give chase to the Pulmni humans, Mongo stood up against this plan. Though the warboss was keen on putting the newcomer in his place, the old and leathery Snakebite Murdo stood for Mongo's plan, and he was permitted to say his piece.
Humans, according to Mongo, were stupid and soft enough to want back what the Orks had taken. It would not matter, he reasoned, that all that was worth looting had been pulled up. They would retake Bili for no reason other than that it had once been theirs, human sentimentalism would see them back with a larger force as soon as the time looked right. Mongo planned to give them exactly what they were looking for, and he instructed the greatest meks in the band to make as many roks as they could. After over a month of extremely tight-lipped production, and hundreds dead due to arguments over rumors of what the secret was, enough Roks to hold the entire WAAAGH were launched into space. The Hapit warboss explained the 'stratergy' that Mongo was planning, and how it would lead to a better scrap with the Pulmni humans. Mongo was correct in his assessment, and the humans swiftly began touching down onto Bili. It seemed as though they had sent an entire army, the Pulmni fleet touched down near the largest are of Orkoid factories and the Hapitic warboss took his Nobs for the first strike, followed by the rest of the Boys. Mongo, Murdo, and the meks brought up the rear, claiming it was all part of the plan.
Just as the warboss and his chosen met the Pulmni army, the dozens or Roks that had been sent into the void began rocketing down into the atmosphere. Mongo chuckled as the massive explosions repeated in an almost musical rhythm, but Murdo and the meks looked at him with wonder. There was no Ork alive so brutally cunning as that, and so they reasoned that Mongo must really be Mork. The new warboss and his inner circle started rounding up the boys to let them in on the joke, and there were few with the courage not to laugh along. The new order was proactive about knocking out any opposition, but Mongo Mork was careful not to get rid of the more willful and powerful if he could avoid it, and he quickly learned he had a knack for pushing the boys in the right direction.
WAAAGH! Mongo Mork
Mongo Mork's meks had a field day with the immense technological graveyard caused by their warboss' makeshift orbital bombardment, and soon his boys were better armed than most Bad Moons.