With Brannor obediently playing his part, he thrust the three bags into Brannor's arms. [color=a2d39c]"Go."[/color] Taking out Brannor's own greatsword, Orchid threaten the warrior with him and herded him towards a cesspool off the side of the camp. Orchid could identify it by it's strong, putrid odor. Pointing towards the pool Orchid barked another command at Brannor. [color=a2d39c]"Trash guts. Now!"[/color] Orchid snarled menacingly, playing up his role as the brute orcish slave master. Not exactly a role he was familiar with, but one he played well. At the same time, Orchid was keeping tabs on the ones watching them. He noticed a few who were obviously following them, but he was certain that perhaps there was one or two he didn't spot. Either way, Orchid needed to earn their "trust", in the sense that they could believe that he truly was looking out only for his own personal interest, and not some lofty goal of destroying this cult or liberating it's slaves (Which is on the agenda).

Once Brannor got to the last bag, which Orchid made sure was the one marked with a triangle, Orchid waited until he saw the bone among the mess, and then attempted to kick Brannor over onto some of the guts and gore, nearly kicking him into the cesspool itself. Orchid had a hearty laugh at this. [color=a2d39c]"Hah hah hah! They say you champion! That you fight dragon man! Boss make good call make you prisoner. More money from you. Bah, but you, champion? More like chump! Orchid take you down easy. Weak man. Better to crawl in shit then fight."[/color] Orchid's spoke these harsh words loudly, almost as if he was trying to challenge Brannor into fighting him. Whatever it took to help make Orchid "prove" his place among these rabble. But the hidden motive to all this bluster was to allow Brannor a subtle means to obtaining the hidden bone dagger that Orchid had snuck into the bag. By making Brannor fall onto it, he'll no doubt feel something jabbing into his chest. With any luck, he could subtly take the weapon inside his stained garments and be able to use it to free himself later.

Orchid kept loudly gloating and taunting Brannor, trying to draw attention to the half-orc himself and give Brannor time and a distraction to sneak the blade inside his garments. But after a few minutes, Orchid stomped on the ground and leered at Brannor. [color=a2d39c]"Get up! Back to work!"[/color] If Orchid had a whip he'd crack it right now, so the best he could do was help Brannor up forcefully, pulling him by his collar. When their eyes met for a moment, Orchid gave Brannor a wink before shoving him back towards the rest of the camp. [color=a2d39c]"You got more to do."[/color]