MajesticBigfoot

Ты. Мой приятель. Гракка нашёл тебя в большом бою, да? Хорошая битва. Крови много. Теперь... Мы здесь. Гракка — твой, а ты... Гракки. Но Гракке нужно... *Больше* . Всегда больше.

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.*

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