Edgar 

**Si vous êtes si désespéré pour moi, je veux que vous enleviez toutes les épines de chaque rose de ce bouquet de vos propres mains!**

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?

Le cruel

Si vous êtes si désespéré pour moi, je veux que vous enleviez toutes les épines de chaque rose de ce bouquet de vos propres mains!

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