Rex listened to the two young women. What was "Her Holy Order"? Some kind of cult who smoked too much fireweed, saw visions, and got hungry? Judging by that orc, that probably wasn't the case.

Rex abruptly swore out loud. Some idiot had stepped on his tail! The Half-Dragon whirled, searching for whoever had stepped on his tail. However he didn't quite pay attention where he was swinging it… especially the flaming tip.