Ardthwith would roam around the ruins, thanhic poisoning ruining his body, trying to make folk breathe in the thanhic dust, as he believed it to be a god.
"LATZ MOMO, LATZ ZIZTUH, LATZ BRUDDUH, LATZ COUZIN, LATZ POPO, LATZ UNKLE, LATZ AUHNTIE." The Uruk trailed on, continuing to name more and more people, before forgetting what it was mad about.