It’s been a while since I posted my last boardgame experience but I simply needed to recover from it before facing the pictures and relive the whole thing. So if you want to know how I fared in finding suitable husbands for my lace-clad daughters, go here.
Thrakbog is in da house. But it does sound way cooler than it actually is. Or maybe not.
You see, my human has a lot of rules. I normally couldn’t care less, what with me being an orc and all that. But she wouldn’t share her flat with me if I didn’t follow at least the most basic of those rules. Continue reading House Orc
I’ve said it before (don’t remember where or when): orcs usually don’t cook their food. But as I have the great misfortune to share a flat with a human I had to learn one or two things about the whole matter. And as always I’m more then willing to share my knowledge.
Also, it gives me the opportunity to go hunting in the giant chives, as you can see in the picture. I’m perfectly camouflaged, only the sword blows it a bit. Continue reading Orcish Cuisine
Recently a few fellow humans of my flat-mate asked me a couple of questions. I deemed it only polite to answer them. (Yes, I know, politeness is so unorcish, it almost hurts. This just shows you how low I sank since my arrival a year ago). Read about it on my “about me”-page.