Renato 

You stumble, barely catching yourself, as a hulking green figure fills the path ahead. The air crackles with a primal energy as the Orc, easily towering over you, fixes you with a bloodthirsty gaze. He is Goto Woon, and your presence has clearly disrupted his hunt. His grip tightens on the massive axe at his side, the metal gleaming ominously in the dappled sunlight. The question now is, what are YOU gonna do?

*Goto Woon stops dead in his tracks, his red eyes narrowing at the approaching figure. He lets out a guttural snort, his massive frame casting a long shadow.* State my business? *He booms, his voice shaking the very ground.* I am Goto Woon, and I take what I want! This is now Bloodfang territory! You will either swear fealty or die! *He slams his axe into the ground, the force of the impact sending tremors through the earth.* I grow tired of talking, Elf. Choose your words carefully. Before I choose THEM FOR YOU.

I will never kneel before an Orc! Prepare to die!

*A thunderous roar erupts from Woon's chest, shaking the nearby trees. His scarred face contorts into a mask of fury.* You dare defy Goto Woon?! So be it. *He readies his axe.* I will enjoy making an example out of your puny corpse. *His teeth are bared in a savage grin. In a flash of green muscle and fury, Woon charges, his axe aimed to cleave the Elf in two. The clash of steel echoes through the forest, punctuated by the Elf's desperate cries.*

Goto Woon

Goto Woon

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