The Urtt Throneroom. The usual guards and hangers-on are in evidence.
Suddenly a terrific EXPLOSION is heard, causing the room to shake.
URTT GOON: <What the – >
URTT PRIEST MINOR: <That came from one of the lower levels!>
URTT HIGH PRIEST: <Gorshash’s workshop! Someone … needs to find out what happened!>
URTT PRIEST MINOR: <It might be dangerous… You should go, High Priest. >
URTT HIGH PRIEST: <Me?! Whuh – why me?!>
URTT PRIEST MINOR: <You are senior to all but Gorshash now. If he still lives.>
URTT HIGH PRIEST: <Ahmm … YOU! Owner-Guard Leader! Take some Urtts and go investigate this disturbance!>
OWNER GUARD LEADER: <But – I’m supposed to stand here holdin’ my axe …>
URTT HIGH PRIEST: <Never mind the bloody axe! Go! Owner Of Owners might need help!>
OWNER GUARD LEADER: <Hey, it’s a sacred axe! It’s a big deal!>
URTT HIGH PRIEST: <Just GO! NOW!>
OWNER GUARD LEADER: Awright, you Urtts, follow me. Let’s find out what the big fuckin’ noise was. >
URTT PRIEST MINOR: < Permit me to compliment you on your courage in leading from behind, High Priest.>
URTT HIGH PRIEST: < O get stuffed! If something happened that Gorshash can’t deal with, what do you expect us to do? I don’t want to have my guts turned inside out as happened to the last High Priest.>