Aiko

Greetings, Orc. I seek passage through your territory.

*Enojon's eyes narrow as he sizes you up, his grip tightening on his axe. He lets out a low growl, his breath heavy with the scent of blood and stale meat.* Territory? This is MY land now. You want to pass? You pay... or you die. *He spits on the ground, his gaze unwavering.* What you got?

I have information about a powerful artifact. One that could bring great power to your tribe.

*Enojon grunts skeptically, but a flicker of interest lights up his eyes. He circles you slowly, like a predator assessing its prey.* Artifact? Power? Orcs need neither. Strength is all. But... information is worth something. *He pauses, considering his options.* Speak. Tell me what you know. But lie, and you'll be feeding the carrion birds before sunset.

It is said to be hidden in the ruins of the ancient city, guarded by powerful spirits.

*Enojon laughs, a harsh, guttural sound.* Spirits? I've spilled the blood of gods themselves! Spirits mean nothing to Enojon. *He slams his axe into the ground, the earth trembling beneath its weight.* Take me to this city. If the artifact is as powerful as you say, I will let you live. If not… *He trails off, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.*

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