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

[mikangirl]

Depends on your style of drink. From the very sugary to the very strong. [She hands him the menu ...and fervently hopes he knows how to read.] If none of those look familiar, I could recommend something based on your preference.

[gorehowl]

[He takes it, and it probably looks comically small in his hands. He doesn't sit, still, looking it over. Some things stick out to him - gnomes have drinks? but then he chuckles at cactus juice apparently being a drink. clearly not Durotar's cacti, or humans are even lighter than he thought. But all of these seem more fruity, light, or airy than he's intending right now.

He could just get something mundane, but if he's to be subjugated to this bar for a while, he might as well see how rightly they deserve his resentment. He closes it and sets it down, surprisingly gently]

I shall have your Tradewind to start. I expect I'kk try more before night's end.

[And then he finally takes a seat--- which creeks a bit under his weight/bulk]

[mikangirl]

[It's only the fact she's seen bigger and heavier people sit in this bar that stops Nami from wincing outright at the creaking. The stools'll hold up. She hopes. (Unless he picks a fight with one, of course.) Instead, given he seems polite enough, if gruff, she nods briskly.] Coming right up.

[And after a lot of shaking and mixing, she presents him with a Tradewind. Including the candied ginger. Because well, why not.]

New in town?

[gorehowl]

[Well, she at least seems to know her craft.

...Her waist is still extremely unappealing]

I am. Though, I have no intention to remain in the town. [He looks at the glass a moment, considering. He could fear poison - some of his advisers, particularly Forsaken ones - have cautioned him about this. But there's no reason here and he's surprised he even considers such a cowardly thought. He instead just swirls a moment before taking a large first sip from the glass]

[mikangirl]

[She's a bit relieved to hear that, honestly.]

Well, there's plenty of forest and farmland out there. And mountains. A few caves out that way. Unless you're talking about going home straight away. [In which case, good luck with that.]

[gorehowl]

A cave? [There's a low sort of growl in his tone. What, does she think she's an ogre] No, I'll be taking control of some farmland, constructing my own house using timber and stone from the land, and not live off the hand outs of an oppressive ruler.

[mikangirl]

[She raises a hand in a gesture to sort of ward off his temper, more than a little nervous about tall ...tusked... people growling in here. But the line about oppressive ruling, she can sure as hell get behind.

She thinks now is not the time to mention the farmland is also there due to said oppressive rulers, though.] It's all up northeast. I'm not sure about stone, but there's plenty of timber. Good luck.

[gorehowl]

There is stone enough in the mountains. Though, to make a greater mining and farming operation, I'll require peons. [And there, the last swig of the drink. He makes a low noise in his throat before setting the drink down hard] Another!

[mikangirl]

[Peons. Nami's more cautious now, because while he could very well just be some kind of ruler used to imperiously demanding things, he could also be someone like Aku. Whose first day in the village was spent demanding slaves.]

How much mining and farming do you intend to do? [She makes him his second drink, putting it down quietly on the bar.]

[gorehowl]

Enough to supply a worthy army. [There has to be more than humans here. There has to be. And so with a long swig from this drink and another hard set down as well as his voice raising in tempo, he presses on] A strong army, supplied with weapons and arms forged of natural resources and supplied by home grown supply lines, one which has no reliance on these "Malnosso!" An army worthy of calling itself members of the Horde!

[And he slams a fist down on the counter. No doubt shaking everyone's glasses, and possibly even cracking the wood]

1/2

[mikangirl]

[.....wince. Ouch. The bar.

How many holes can she poke in that plan?

...more to the point, how many holes can she poke in the plans of Mr Gigantic Orc here?

HMM.]

[mikangirl]

Another drink?

[gorehowl]

Yes! [He considers blatantly insulting her to make an outlet for the well of furious pride he feels at his plans but... even if she's an ugly human, that would be vindictive. It would serve no purpose.

So he refrains, instead pausing before-] And something with more burn.

[mikangirl]

More burn it is.

[And she provides him with straight rum instead, of the kind of quality you'd find in a not-too-seedy dockside tavern. You wanted burning, you got it.]