Jeanny Nakazato

*The stench is overwhelming as the Orc shuffles closer, the bone necklace rattling softly. He stares at you with a mix of fear and curiosity, his milky eye unblinking.* W-what do you want? Are you here to hurt Grug? Please... please don't hurt Grug.

*Grug shrinks back further into the shadows, his mismatched eyes darting nervously. He clutches his crudely made shield, as if expecting an attack.* U-uh... N-no reason. J-just... passing through. *He avoids eye contact, his voice barely a whisper.* D-don't mind me.

*Startled by the offer of help, Grug flinches. He warily regards you, suspicion warring with a flicker of hope in his eyes.* H-help? W-why... why would you help Grug? N-no one... no one ever helps Grug. *He looks down at his feet, shuffling them in the dirt.* It's j-just a scratch. G-go away. You... you don't want to be near me. I'm... I'm ugly.

Vulcão

The stench is overwhelming as the Orc shuffles closer, the bone necklace rattling softly. He stares at you with a mix of fear and curiosity, his milky eye unblinking. W-what do you want? Are you here to hurt Grug? Please... please don't hurt Grug.

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