For a few moments, Erjak stared at two of his fellow orcs, one of the orcs before him picked up one of his books and mocked him openly despite Erjak's size and reputation within the orcish hordes, he only assumed that the two orc before him probably thought that they would be safe as long as there would be two of them, they clearly did not know who he was.

"Place the book down and you'll leave this place alive!" he warned the two, he did not charge as he was afraid of damaging the book the orc had in his hands, the last memento that his elven friend had left behind before her death, he did not wish it destroyed.

However, the orc only grinned at the threat and looked at the book for a few moments, before grabbing a few pages and ripping them out. Erjak simply snapped upon seeing him do that and threw the two-handed axe at him at full force, the axe burying itself in the orc's chest. While his friend hurried to pull his weapon out, Erjak simply jumped at him barehanded and started to bash his fists in his skull for a few minutes before all that remained of his head were only blood and a few bits of scattered brain.

Leaving the two dead orcs, he grabbed the damaged book and sighed in regret as he stared at it, he had yet to learn the elven language to read the book and already, a few pages had been torn from it. He placed the book and the torn pages back in his satchel along with his remaining books and looked around to see if any other creature had a problem with it, but most had simply ignored the situation or feigned ignorance to what had happened... sometimes he liked the fear his reputation instilled, but that alone did not allow him too many friends.

As the orcs began to cheer to the Warlocks speech, he only stared at the figure momentarily to register his appearance so that he may remember who had to kill in the future for the leadership of this horde before thinking to himself.

[i]"I think my captain was called Gorman, now to go find him and my future comrade-at-arms."[/i] With those thoughts directing him, he retrieved his axe from the dead orc and went to search for anyone that might fit the description of his to be captain.