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[color=ed145b][b]Skarsneek of the Red Hills[/b][/color]

[color=ed145b][i]Hmm, it's low.[/i][/color] Skarsneek tasted the air, his senses honed and sharpened as he looked from afar carefully even as Memeptah conjured two ethereal curved swords. 

He smiled ferally, this was the time to go all out.

Snapping his staff into two clubs this time, he lunged forward towards the sorcerer warrior. Passing by Shizuka as he intend to draw this into a mud slinging fight while keeping Shizuka and Io fresh.

[color=ed145b]"Haha! Worm?! How fitting!"[/color] Skarsneek feinted his left club for a swing before snapping his right club forward instead. Those magical swords might have some enchantment that can cut through his weapon, so it was better to keep striking against the flat edge instead. [color=ed145b]"You're looking like a juicy walking corpse!" [/color]

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[color=f7941d][b]Gringor of the Ironhide Tribe[/b][/color]


Gringor eyes swung to the one who escaped as he reangled his axe for another strike.

A quick step from behind on his body however had him wondered what just happened as he pulled his weapon in instinct from defense before seeing the arrow lady come and followed up with another attack. Dispatching the varjan brigand, he huffed at that interruption but shrugged at the end.

[color=f7941d]"Good strike, wanna fight next time?"[/color] Still, it was cunningly brutal and he can respect as he commented with a smile.

With that, Gringor set out to look around the camp for anything interesting. So far, not much can be found since it was a prison.

Hearing Arrow lady comment however had him scratching his chin for a bit before realizing the answer.

[color=f7941d]"Simple, they fought hard, lost and captured. Then treat them well so they can join, since they're stronger."[/color] Gringor explained before thumbing to himself. [color=f7941d]"Same for orcs, losers that don't fight, not fun. Those that fight good and lose, still losers but fun and have worth."[/color]