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When Wozz'Up was born, the first thing that his mother said was that he had a big mouth. Not that remarkable if you know that his first cry made his father deaf in one ear, although he wasn't even in the hut (?). Wozz'Up grew up helping his father, an Orc Blacksmith. Quickly he developed more muscles than a random Orc lad and it was no surprise that soon Wozz'Up had beaten up every other young lad in the village at least once (no one dared to try him twice).

When he was an adolescent a small war band of Black Orcs came into the village. Although but a 25 Boyz they soon took control over the village. Wozz'Up wasn't too pleased with this but it was his father that kept him from making trouble. One day, Wozz'Up was in the village Brew Hut (a Orcish Pub) and had a little too much Mushroom Brew. When 3 Black Orc Warriors entered the hut and started tearing the place apart because they didn't get their drinks fast enough, Bigmouth called them 'softies'. No need to say the 3 Black Orcs immediately turned their anger towards Wozz'Up. The three warriors all jumped on him but Wozz'Up stood tall. Although fully armoured the three Black Orcs were beaten up by the blacksmith's son. One of them was thrown into a pole, the other was beaten under a table whereas the biggest was hurled out of the window. Three times lights out! As Wozz'Up left the hut the remainder of the war band was awaiting him. The leader of the pack, a real bully that must have been at least two heads bigger than Wozz'Up stepped forward and asked if he would join the war band. "I'll join ya band, I will", was the reply "but as the bozz of them ladz!" The Boss laughed at Wozz'Up and this remark. "You'll die first, shorty! No one gets me band fo' nothink! Tell you what: if you can beat me in a 'eadbutt competition, ya gonna get me troopz! But if ya looze, I'll burn down this village and every Orc in it!" Wozz'Up accepted and the town place was cleared for the duelists. Heads down they charged into each other. A big bang, two men down but they both stood up. "Not bad!", the boss uttered "but the next bounce you'll stay down!". All Wozz'Up did was smile. 4 times in a row they bumped into each other, each time they both got up. On the fifth charge one Orc stayed down, Wozz'Up stood up all covered up with blood. "No worries, just a concussion!", he laughed. The Black Orcs checked their leader: his skull was broken, the small Orcish brains started to leap out of it. Dead! The Black Orcs turned towards Wozz'Up, enclosed him and... kneeled! He was their new leader!

Wozz'Up soon made a name for himself among the greenskin tribes not in the least because his band of 25 Black Orcs grew in every village he passed. In most cases it was sufficient to fight it out with the local boss in a 'eadbutt contest. Needless to say many Bosses found their doom in these contests. In no time his whaagh had grown to a couple of thousands of greenies. Many goblins of course, but at least 40% where Orcs. When Wozz'Up heard of a Black Orcs Warboss named Grimgor he marched his host to meet with him. He was certain he could beat this self proclaimed leader of all Greenskins. When the two whaaghs met Wozz'Up almost reconsidered: the whaagh of Grimgor was at least 5 times as big, an enormous gulf of green and metal covering the landscape. Knowing it was useless to go for an encounter with the whole whaagh he called out Grimgor to meet him one on one... Loud cheers were heard as Grimgor's Whaagh split. An enormous Black Orc stepped forward, carrying an enormous axe: Grimgor Ironhide carrying Gitsnik... "Who darez to challenz me!", Grimgor brawled. Bigmouth stepped forward, his fists around his own great axe (which was in fact a halberd of a Chaos adept that had been crushed by Wozz'Up). "I do", he replied with loud voice, "I dare to challenz ya. I am Wozz'Up Bigmouth and I challenz you for the leadership of both 'ur Whaaghs!". Grimgor really had to look down on this Boss. He had the size of a Big'Un but was definitely no Black Orc. "You? yo're a maggot. I'll crush you with a single blow!"."I challenge you to an 'eadbutt contest!", Bigmouth uttered. Grimgor laughed and ordered the field to be cleared. This Orc was no match for him. Grimgor and Wozz'Up took their distance and then charged into each other. Wozz'Up was blown away by the enormous power of Grimgor. But what Grimgor didn't expect, happened: the small Orc (compared to him every Orc was small) got up. "Hadn't had enuf, ey?" and again Grimgor crushed his head into the Boss. But again Wozz'Up got on his legs. Grimgor stared at him in disbelieve. "Yo're a tuff one!" Grimgor  almost sounded friendly. Wozz'Up stepped toward Grimgor, looked him in the eyes and... kneeled. "Yo're my bozz. Tell me what I can mean to you?". Grimgor looked down on him. Never had a Greenskin survived a blow from him but in front of him sat an ordinary Orc that hat survived 2 of them. Then he raised Gitsnik and brawled to both Whaaghs: "From now on I am ze Big Bozz!" "Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh" was the response of all greenskins. "As for you, Wozz'Up! From now you can be the leader of the vanguard of my Whaagh. Sometimezzz you will have to infiltrate into enemy territories to prepare the invasion of the Whaagh or to accomplish special missions. It's going to be dangerous. Do ya 'ccept?"

Wozz'Up of course accepted and became one of the favorite lieutenants of Grimgor. On numberous accounts Wozz'Up has cleared the path for a successfull raid into the Men countries. On top of that Grimgor has dispatched him several times to Mordheim to find some ancient artifact of dubious nature. One thing is for sure: if you ever run into him, do not challenge him to an 'eadbutt contest.

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