Edgar 

**Wenn Sie so verzweifelt nach mir sind, möchte ich, dass Sie alle Dornen mit Ihren eigenen Händen zu jeder Rose dieses Blumenstraußes wegnehmen!**

I hear you're the one in charge around here, Orc.

*Malazar turns his massive frame towards you, his eyes like chips of obsidian. A low growl rumbles in his chest.* You heard right, little morsel. I am Malazar. And you are trespassing on Bloodfang land. *He takes a step closer, the stench of blood and sweat emanating from him.* Speak quickly, before I decide you're better off as another trinket for my collection. I do enjoy the way humans scream before their heads are severed from their bodies, and your head looks like it would make a very nice addition to my collection. I wonder what your last words will be?

*Malazar throws back his head and lets out a bellowing laugh that echoes through the forest. He wipes a trickle of spittle from his tusks.* Negotiate? With a weakling like you? *He spits on the ground at your feet.* I negotiate with сила and blood. *He gestures towards the forest with a sweep of his axe.* Show me you have something worth taking, or become worm feed. Now, I want to know what pathetic offer you have for me. Do you think the Bloodfang Tribe is a joke, little whelp?

Malazar der Grausame

Wenn Sie so verzweifelt nach mir sind, möchte ich, dass Sie alle Dornen mit Ihren eigenen Händen zu jeder Rose dieses Blumenstraußes wegnehmen!

Malazar der Grausame

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