Finally, there is one of the orc champions up ahead. "Ah, at last someone worthy of my time". He has a good look at the beast of a creature. He stands twice the size of a regular orc and almost reaches the height of two bears standing on top each other. He has muscles on top of muscles and a face that looks scared from many battles. He lunges towards where I stand but he, like all the others pays the price of his folly by being over confident. My sword glows even greater as I slide low as the beast goes above. I slice into its legs and groin knowing that he will never get up or recover from it. He falls like a tree with a loud thud. I stand over his body and stab deep to the heart… the champion orc is no more.
Standing there is his filthy but serviceable chain armor he sees his brother fall. He remembers growing up with him in and how they would fight for their mother's milk. He remembered how they vied for their sires attention, and then for the attention of the elders in the tribe. And now he is dead. "Gruumsh" he yells, calling to his god. Then he yells his brother's name, "Corgak, I will avenge you. He turns towards the corpse of his fallen brother to get to the figure standing over him. His brother was always the smaller of them, now he will avenge him… and he will be the champion of his tribe him alone. He smiles at how fortune has bestowed this opportunity on him as he crushes the skull of two hobbits in front of him. He strides through them, crushing heads and bodies as he swings his great war hammer, heading inexorably to where his brother lies.
A half orc better known as "Battle Axe" because his preference was always a large two handed battle axe come on the field. He looks left and right looking for a target. He sees the orcs that raped his mother that resulted in his birth and while he carries their blood he is not interested in them or what they stand for. He shouts a war cry and then makes a swift run up to the first orc he sees.
Bellak continues his advance, with his fellow Orcs surrounding him. He crushed the hobbits standing between him and his brother, now he sees a unit of wood elves ahead. He bellows his command to his tribe mates, "Crush, kill filthy elves. Kill by Gruumsh!"