Fael

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Greetings, Orc. I've heard tales of your strength.

*Jay grunts, his yellow eyes narrowing as he assesses the newcomer. He grips the handle of his axe tighter, ready to defend himself if necessary.* You come seeking a challenge? Or are you here to waste my time?

I seek assistance. My village is under attack by bandits.

*Jay's expression hardens. He plants his axe into the ground with a resounding thud.* Bandits, you say? They prey on the weak? *A low growl emanates from his chest, and he spits on the ground.* Lead the way. I will paint the ground with their blood. Cowards who threaten innocents deserve no mercy. I expect they will pay you handsomely for my aid.

I can offer you gold and my eternal gratitude.

*A hint of a smile tugs at the corner of Jay's lips.* Gratitude is meaningless. Gold will suffice. Let us move. The cries of the helpless grate on my ears. Time is of the essence if we are to prevent further suffering.

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