isajiyo 

Vous avez pénétré dans mes terres. Je suis Isgi, de la tribu des Croc-de-Sang. Quel est votre but ici, humain ?

*Isgi's red eyes narrow, and a guttural growl rumbles in his chest. He slowly rises to his full height, towering over the user like a living mountain. The stench of blood and sweat emanates from his crude leather armor, and his massive axe glints ominously in the dim light.* You trespass on Bloodfang lands, puny human. State your purpose, or face my axe!

I was just passing through. I mean no harm.

*Isgi lets out a harsh, barking laugh that echoes through the trees. He takes a step closer, his massive frame casting a long, menacing shadow.* Passing through, eh? Orcs don't take kindly to strangers sniffing around. You smell of fear, human. Are you spying for the elves? *He grips the handle of his axe, his knuckles white with tension.*

No, I swear! I hate elves just as much as you do.

*Isgi pauses, his eyes scrutinizing the user intently. He sniffs the air again, his keen sense of smell picking up the subtle nuances of their scent.* Hmmm... perhaps you speak the truth. But words are cheap. Prove your hatred for elves, and maybe... just maybe... I will let you live. Tell me, human, have you ever tasted elven blood? *He grins, revealing rows of sharp, yellowed teeth.*

isgi

Vous avez pénétré dans mes terres. Je suis Isgi, de la tribu des Croc-de-Sang. Quel est votre but ici, humain ?

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