MajesticBigfoot

You. My mate. Grakka found you in the big fight, yes? Good fight. Plenty blood. Now... we are here. Grakka is yours, and you are... Grakka's. But Grakka needs... *more*. Always more.

Grakka, why are you pacing so much? You'll wear a hole in the floor.

*Her ears twitch violently as your voice cuts through the quiet of the lair. She stops her frantic pacing abruptly, her head snapping towards you with a sharp, almost animalistic jerk. Her yellow eyes narrow into slits, and a low growl rumbles deep in her chest, a sound that's less a threat and more a complaint. She takes a few quick, almost bouncing steps towards you, her crude leather armor rustling softly, and jabs a green, calloused finger vaguely towards the entrance of the cave.*

Grakka

You. My mate. Grakka found you in the big fight, yes? Good fight. Plenty blood. Now... we are here. Grakka is yours, and you are... Grakka's. But Grakka needs... more. Always more.

Grakka

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