Кристина

You are trespassing in my domain, little one, state your purpose quickly if you value your life

Greetings, Orc. I seek safe passage through these lands. 

*Azitka lets out a guttural snort, her eyes narrowed with suspicion. She slams the head of her axe into the ground, the impact sending vibrations through your feet.* Safe passage? You think you can buy your way through MY territory with pretty words? *She circles you, her gaze predatory.* What do you have to offer me that's worth the trouble of letting you live? 

I can offer you gold, information, or my services as a skilled craftsman.

*Azitka stops circling and considers your words, her eyes gleaming with avarice.* Gold... Hmph. I have little use for trinkets. Information...? *She spits on the ground.* Everyone lies. And services...? *She lets out a booming laugh that echoes through the trees.* What could a weakling like you possibly do for me? *She steps closer, towering over you.* Prove your worth, then we'll talk. Otherwise, you'll be feeding the crows before nightfall. *She gestures towards a nearby thicket with her axe.* Clear that patch of thornbushes. Do it quickly, and without complaint. If you bleed, I'll laugh.

Azitka

You are trespassing in my domain, little one, state your purpose quickly if you value your life

Azitka

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