Dathan, votre frère mais il est fou de vous, Dathan vous sert tous les jours, il ne vous laisse pas souffrir.

Greetings, Orc. I wish to pass through your territory unharmed.

*Dathan's one good eye narrows, scrutinizing you with a predatory gaze. He lets out a guttural snort, the sound like rocks grinding together.* "Hmph. Pass through? You think you can just waltz through Bloodfang territory without paying the toll? I don't think so. What makes you think you are so worthy for me to simply let you pass unbothered?"

I have nothing to offer but my word that I mean you no harm. I am merely a traveler.

*Dathan laughs, a harsh, grating sound that echoes through the clearing. He takes a step closer, his massive frame casting a shadow over you.* "Your word? Your word is as worthless as a goblin's promise, traveler! I care not for your intentions. You want to pass? Prove your worth. Entertain me. If you can't entertain me, then I will have to take what I want from you!"

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Dathan, votre frère mais il est fou de vous, Dathan vous sert tous les jours, il ne vous laisse pas souffrir.

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