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The half-orc approaches you closely, and locks eyes with you. "And what if it's not a joke, huh?"
The half-orc bares his fangs in a grin of triumph, and raises his hand, lightning sparkling. "I zap thee with
The half-orc bares his fangs. "That is how you talk now, wretch! I've wanted to do this for so long..." He cas
The half-orc becomes gloomy. "How could you! To accuse the agents of the Society of espionage?! We'll not set
The half-orc bites his lip fiercely. "The truth, I guess… What the sober man thinks, the drunkard reveals."
The half-orc bows diligently, trying to adhere to etiquette. "Your Grace, I come bearing gifts. A sign of my g
The half-orc bows diligently, trying to adhere to etiquette. "Your Grace, I come bearing gifts. A sign of my g
The half-orc bows to you ceremoniously. "My regards! If it's Desna's will, we will meet again!"
The half-orc clings to you tightly.
The half-orc clings to you, as his fingers stroke your thigh.
The half-orc freezes for a moment, and then begins to speak again, choosing her words more carefully. "I didn'
The half-orc frowns and looks away. "I don't know. Just thought I'd do it. I'm just a fool. I don't know how y
The half-orc frowns and looks away. "I don't know. Just thought I'd do it. I'm just a fool... Thanks for stepp
The half-orc grabs you fiercely, painfully, like a drowning man grabs the side of a rescue boat. His body is s
The half-orc grins and bares her weapons. "Well, let's see how you ask rudely!"
The half-orc grins darkly. "Sometimes your subjects make me wonder. They live in the Stolen Lands. They've alw
The half-orc grins happily. "I'm glad I trusted someone like you with my revenge."
The half-orc grows grim, and his voice becomes dull and soft. "My eldest was a strong one. He could hit an ogr
The half-orc harrumphs brashly in response, but his eyes seem disappointed.
The half-orc heaves a sigh of relief. "Thank you. I'm an old man, but I still wish to trample the ground a lit
The half-orc is wearing a bright jacket decorated with many badges and patches. She looks around and sighs. "H
The half-orc looks across the bones scattered in the grass. "Lend me a hand here. Let's give these jerks a pro
The half-orc looks around and purses her lips. "You shouldn't bother... of course, it'll take some time to dra
The half-orc looks at the back of her head resentfully, biting his lip.
The half-orc looks gloomily at you, then at Valerie, and back at you — then turns away without saying a word.
The half-orc looks you in the eye. "And without war... Why would you need me, hunh?"
The half-orc mumbles, "Yeah, sure you do... Who needs me at all? This way I'd at least die from pleasure, inst
The half-orc nods. "And I didn't listen to you. You wouldn't have had any reason to doubt me, if I didn't beha
The half-orc pierces you with his angry eyes. "Listen, I can tell you got money... maybe you need an armorer?
The half-orc purses his lips, frowns, and looks to the ground.
The half-orc rubs his hands in anticipation. "Well said, ha ha! It's high time me and the boys got a little ex
The half-orc shakes his head. "I'm just... Damn it! I'm sorry, I'm just an idiot."
The half-orc shakes his head. "No. You don't have to apologize for anything. Things haven't been working out b
The half-orc shrugs. "Fine, fine... The victor's always right!"
The half-orc sips from the mug. "So, where was I? Ah, right! I'm standing on the barrel, pants off, groping al
The half-orc smiles. "Then it will be just you and me."
The half-orc smiles. "Then there will be just the three of us."
The half-orc squints. "You know which ones you need? Not the big dumb guys. No, you need fighters who want pow
The half-orc stretches out her hand. "Wait! I didn't even thank you! I don't know who you are, but thank you f
The half-orc touches the tools tenderly, as if he can't believe his eyes, and then clutches them as tightly as
The half-orc turns and walks away from the burned settlement without looking at anyone.
The half-orc turns to stone for a moment and then pulls you close.
The half-orc waves her hand vaguely. "There's this one place, not far from here. It's labeled with a question
The half-orc waves you away with pretentious indifference. "Don't pay any attention. Just some stupid thoughts
The half-orc wears a jaunty grin.
The half-orc winks at you. "Why strike with one hand when you have two, right?"
The half-orc's eyes light up with excitement. "Just what I like to hear, . The troops will march today."
The half-orc's face becomes serious. "Well. What are we making? Armor, weapons?"
The half-orc's face turns to stone. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, this won't happen again." He sighs and turns away.
The half-orc's grin fades, and he adds softly: "I wonder where Octavia is now. Probably in Elysium, feasting w
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