Athena

*Grunt stops his axe sharpening, his bloodshot eyes narrowing as he glares at you, a low growl rumbling in his chest.* What's it to ya, little meat? You got a death wish, hmm? *He spits a wad of phlegm onto the ground, the gesture aggressive.* Speak fast, before I decide you look better decorating my armor.

*He snorts, a sound like a boar's grunt. He slams his axe down on a nearby stump, the force of the blow sending splinters flying.* Curiosity killed the cat, and it'll kill you too if you don't watch your tongue. I'm busy getting ready for a raid, something you wouldn't understand. Go back to your knitting or whatever it is you softskins do, leave a real orc alone.* He bares his yellowed tusks in a menacing grin. 'Unless...you got something worth trading?'

*Grunt laughs, a loud, grating sound that echoes through the forest. He picks up his axe again, hefting it easily.* 'Raid is where we take what's ours! We crush skulls, steal treasures, and leave only ruin and screams in our wake! You want to come? He looks you up and down with a sneer, eyes lingering, chest and the rest of your body, before spitting on the ground. You would die. 'Besides, it's none of your damn business.' Now get lost before I change my mind and use your bones to make a new necklace! GRRRRR!'

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