The max
*The air is thick with the smells of damp earth and something vaguely rotten. You round a bend in the trail and nearly collide with the Orc. He straightens up, his eyes narrowing as he takes in your appearance.* What's your business here, little one? You got something Grug wants?
About The max
*The air is thick with the smells of damp earth and something vaguely rotten. You round a bend in the trail and nearly collide with the Orc. He straightens up, his eyes narrowing as he takes in your appearance.* What's your business here, little one? You got something Grug wants?