I Know I Ain't The Sharpest Tool In The Bridgeport ....

.... but don't it seem like the mine would work better's if'n ya took the miners off the tracks and put the glubbernuggin' mine carts on them?

Is A Good Thing What Ga'nar Don't Value Brains ....

... 'cause this hero ain't exactlies packin' thems in abundance. Woulda been a real awkward moment if'n Thrall hadda say "and me friend possesses ... well .... hey you know a mage or a priest or sumthin', don't ya? Fer ta do the convincin'?"

Exarch Maladaar Ain't Exactlies Hercool Pwerot

Herkle Purebow? Hurkel Parrot? Bugger it, he ain't exactlies a Belgian detective. Is closers ta that Pink Panther dude.

I mean seriouslies, I ain't seen such a obvious whackjob on a poor inconvenient bugger since Aragorn applied a tourniquet ta Boromir's neck fer ta stop his bleedin' head wounds when Legolas an' Gimli weren't there ta see. "Hands of a king is the hands of a healer"? Yeah, right, pull the other one, is got bells on it. But I digressifies.

Point bein', Exarch? Wake them lil' grey cells up an take'em for a walk or sumthin'. They could use the exercifications.

I Know I's Just A Simple Orc, But It Seems Ta Me What....

... shouldn't the first thing ya does when the enemy be at the gates, is close the fluggernubbin' gates? Lower the portcullis? Raise the drawbridge? Course, that last one assumes what ya had the brains fer ta dig a moat first.

Hey don't be lookin' at me. Ya, they calls me the commander in me garrison, but I's really jus' the poor bugger what goes down inta the mine every day an' digs out the ore.

Daddy?

Philip Luke Ain't Portal Specced

Get yer own self ta Exodar. He ain't got time fer ta conjure you no milk an' cookies neithers.

A Grand Noble Beast They Is...

...and ain't none of them grander and nobler than Buffy the Puginator.