rofl I don't even know sob

[gorehowl]

[Action 1]
[A massive eight foot tall orc walks into a bar in full armor and with his great axe in the holster on his back.

...Yeah I'm going to let that one just speak for itself]

[Action 2]
[Or maybe that same orc is, looking filled with some sort of contained aggression and emnity, but also displaying intelligence and cunning behind his eyes, surveying Luceti for it's natural resources. Drinking from the river, looking through the forest, killing and roasting a wild boar in the forest, surveying the lakes and mountains and beaches. See him any old where]

[Voice]
This land is abundant in natural resources. Fresh water flows freely through your village, nourishing it as if it were milk from a mother's breast. A soft land, where timber is provided, game is plentiful and weak, and ore abound rests without the mountain ranges. [His voice is gravely, low, and there's a hint of controlled aggression in it] And yet this bounty is squandered in the favor of accepting the hand outs of an oppressor.

[Bah, he's talking to (mostly) humans anyway, who cares. He just leaves it at that observation. He doesn't like this little book thing anyway]

Player Name: Charles
Are you new?: No
Character Name: Garrosh Hellscream
Character Fandom: Warcraft

Comments

[gorehowl]

[Someone who is eight feet tall, built like a tank, and has his upper body covered in tattoos. It's frankly a savage fight. His blood is being spilled by the beast's claws and fangs to be sure, but Garrosh is actually distinctly stronger and with a roar of fury, he not only overpowers the animal, he rolls onto his back (ow, these damn wings) and gets a grip on the animal's neck.

He's actually snapping the animal's neck with his bare hands]

[endgames]

[Not as hard when your hands are mammoth-sized like that, but it's impressive all the same. The guy looks kinda familiar too... like some of the Kin'corans who were here, including those in the company of Korras Blake.

Which is curious, but not something he's eager asking about depending on the guy's temperament. Should probably keep walking.]

[gorehowl]

[Well he is way larger than those guys. After all, LotR orcs are dirty and small, but when Garrosh stands to shout a loud bellowing oath to the sky to honor the spirit of his fallen foe, the sheer bulk of him is more apparent than ever. And then, of course, he slings the dead animal over his shoulder and goes to collect Gorehowl. It's about when he puts his hand on the ax's handle that he feels his sixth sense anticipating...

That he's not alone. He looks around for the other being here]

[endgames]

['Sup. Not really trying to hide himself so much as a natural at not standing out.]

Bravo?

[gorehowl]

You are the first intelligent being I've seen in this mountains. [He says this simply, taking steps towards the boy - man? yes, man would be more accurate even if he's slight - Gorehowl in one hand and the other securing his kill. He ought to dress it soon, but a human takes priority for now]

[endgames]

[Shikamaru sticks his hands in his pockets, taking his measure of him.]

Winter. Not all of us are so thick-skinned.

[gorehowl]

This weather is not so harsh. [...though it is cold. He grew up on a savanna and lives in a desert. He just isn't picturing about it because he's awesome or something. That said, he takes one more step and] So why are you here?

[endgames]

[He shrugs.] There's not an ulterior motive to everything. It's quiet up here, when no one's getting mauled.

[gorehowl]

I did not seek am ulterior motive, rather your original one. [Two more steps, and then a rather odd looking smirk which shows more of his teeth as he now looms over Shikamaru] You seem much too young to be a hermit.

[endgames]

[He's not sure whether this guy is trying to be intimidating or just naturally expects it, but either way he lets it roll off him like a duck with water.]

You'd be surprised. Though right on this occasion. Doesn't make my previous answer less true. I like the quiet and often visit; as you so noted, there aren't a lot of people this way.

[gorehowl]

A human whelp who seeks mountain sojourns for quiet. [He rumbles this and grunts, marching past Shikamaru towards a spot where he had started to set up a fire further up the mountain. He'll skin and dress the lion there, before cooking its meat]

[endgames]

[It is what it is, man. Shikamaru makes no move to follow, but turns to go.]

For future reference, if you plan to make this area your stomping grounds... go to the lower slopes of the mountain, and you'll find trees with diamond-shaped ridges. Good firewood.

[One hand comes out of his pocket for a two finger wave, more out of habit. Later.]

[gorehowl]

[He acknowledges that. Not because he's going to remain here, no, but it'll make a good place to construct a timer camp.]