Redgar smashed his way through the semingly endless mass of drunks. When one finally fell to the ground, another would appear, sometimes with a knife or ancient autopistol in their hands.
Redgar noticed the orks singing and thought about killing the thing. It wouldn't be hard with all the weapons lying about.
His thoughts were interupted as a drunk charged at him with a pair of rolling pins in his hands.
Redgar laughed as he dodged the man, who promptly fell on the floor. Redgar kicked his head for good measure and turned to face a group of drunks, all of which looked quite angry.
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