Training Wings

[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
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Character Name: Garrosh Hellscream
Character Fandom: Warcraft