The Gretchin Warbosses are to Gretchins what Warbosses are to Orks. Usually the favored pet of an Ork Warboss or the head of a Gretchin mob, a Gretchin Warboss has access to wargears and living condition far above his brethren. Contrary to popular belief, Gretchin can grow in a similar way to Orks, but through a less straightforward path, and involves much less bashing head and much more bribing and backstabbing. While not as imposing as Ork, the Gretchin Warbosses are deadly in their own right, employing every dirty tricks at their disposal to gain even a tiny advantage over the enemy. Living in Orkish society is hard and unforgiving, and most Goblin Warbosses have developed a "sixth sense", brutal cunning, or just plain been lucky. It is necessary, for the position is highly coveted by other Grots. While most Gretchin Warbosses dream of becoming strong enough to boss Orks around with mere grunt and scowl, none to date has actually been able to do that and get away with it

Keep as aide by Weirdboyz, Gretchin Shamans are those gifted (or someone might say cursed) with psychic powers. The Gretchin Shamans are no less odd than their larger counterparts, but far more cunning, capable of trashing even the Grot Boss if he is not looking. The Shamans harness the Waaagh ! energy in a similar way to Weirdboyz, but safer (less chance of exploding head) and also less powerful, and can only channel the pitiful mental emission of nearby Gretchins and Snotlings. While their powers are nowhere near as powerful as those of Weirboyz, they are dangerous in their own way. When an enemy fails to charge due to itchy armpits, or when their weapons explode in the middle of the battle, it is often because of the magik of the Shamans.

Fluff: It is told that, a long time ago, a Grot was throwed to the Squigs for the entertainment of his peers. But against all odd, he survived, and proceeded to use the Squigs to trample the rest of his Grot mob. Although the incident ended with both the Squig and the rider being shot down by a torrent of fire from Grot Blastas, it was spectacle enough to inspire the onlookers. Thus the tradition of riding Squig was borned, and hordes of Squig Rider soon followed. The majority of Grots trying to ride a Squig ended up being eaten, but there are too many Grots trying to become a Squig Rider that enough survive that the supervising Runtherd can muster a mob or two of this unusual troops. In battle, the Squig Riders are usually led by a Grot Squig Rider Boss, a Grot who has growed to becomed the most powerful amongst them, but sometimes they are joined by a Runtherd mounted upon some big and fearsome creatures to ensure that the Riders will move forward instead of trying to run away in the face of enemy fire. The Squig Riders act as the forward element, scouting enemy positions and harrassing scouts (that is, if the Warboss is sensible enough to deploy them thay way)

Fluff: Many Gretchins are utilized to reach small, unaccesible areas to Orks like the bowels of starships or deployed to mine raw material, and they usually seize the chance to escape from their cruel masters. Slowly, but surely, those who survived evolve to better suit their existence: small sizes allow them to move quickly in confined corridors or cavernways and extremely adapted eyes to see in darkness. They rarely emerged, but when they do, they launch deadly raids upon the surface dwellers to capture slaves and supplies. Unable to pursue the small creatures, an Ork Warboss, in a rare display of tolerance, signed a treaty with the Tunneler Grots, providing supplies for them in exchange for their service. Other Ork settlements followed suit, and soon the Tunneler Grots are deployed by cunning Warbosses to act as ambushers and infiltrators in urban combat and boarding actions. The Tunneler Grots are sometimes accompanied by crazed, mushroom-addicted creatures known as Tunnel Skulkers. These individuals are incredible fast and deadly, and many foes who underestimated them for their small size have been cut down, their throats slitted by a blurred, hooded figure.

Snotlings appear as small Gretchin, occupying what is perhaps the lowest rung of Ork society. While physically frail (to the point of making even Gretchins look mighty) and usually reserved for the unwanted role in agricultural and animal husbandry,the supervising Runtherd will sometimes goad them into battle to be used as cannon fodder and emergency food (or perhaps the Warboss has taken a liking to a Snotling and ordered him to be bring into battle as good luck charm, but the Runtherd cannot distinguish them from one another, so he brings the whole lot of them, just in case). Snotlings are not very effective combatans, too weak and dumb to use anything other than simple weaponry, but their sheer number, their inability to feel fear, and the use of them as ammunition for the infamous Shokk Attack Gun can bring down even the most powerful foes.

Snotling Ram Wagon is a strange contraption, so simple, yet so Orky and utterly lethal that their creation at the hand of the Snotlings baffles even the most brilliant Magos Biologist. Before battle, when the latent psychic field of the Orks is in the air, the Snotlings in the camp buzz with strange purpose, gathering scrap metal and discarded engines and begin to build. They work without language or plans, and what they built never look the same. Sometimes it is a shanty town on wheel with engines on the back, sometimes it is a chariot propelled by hand crank. Whether this is the result of the Waaagh! or some genetic memory of age past, the Ork don't care, as long as the Ram Wagon can still kill a lot of people.

The Snotling Bombers are the invention of the infamous Big Mek Mad Nedal, and have caused many casualties for Imperial force in the Qari campaign. Due to the small size of the Snotlings, it is almost impossible to intercept them before they reach their target, but also because of their size, they are only effective in group, as the individual charge each of them carries is only potent enough to cause slight damage to the target. The charge also fails to ignite every times, with the Big Mek preferring to use the more reliable explosive in other ordnances. Despite all the shortcomings, the Snotling Bombers are still dangerous weapons, and those who underestimate them will soon find themselves being blown to kingdom come.