Lonett sighed as the obstinate orc rebuffed the reasonable offer of the colorful gnome. They didn't have time for this. Time was of the essence! Undead hordes were amassing and a vile ghoul empire was allowed to expand and prosper underground. And now, it appeared, it was attempting to spill out onto the surface. Added to that the threat of giants and an ancient dragon collaborating. Lonett used her shield as cover and emitted a birdlike chirp that would remain indistinguishable from the local bird life, but that held a completely different meaning to a certain owlbear. 'Approach my position with caution. Do not expose your presence.' Was the message the ranger sent her companion. She then stepped forward a bit, placing herself between this Krusk and Kethen, the elder, as he appeared to Lonett the most frail of the group.

	"If I may... Master orc." Lonett spoke. "We have not the time to stand here and listen to you contradict yourself. You either want Valkyr's blessing. Or you seek to issue challenge to him." The ranger gripped her shield, Kord's sigil clearly visible in the center of it. "My companion here has told you how to obtain the first." Lonett motioned towards Scrapmouse. "As for the second, we care not how, when and where you do that." The ranger locked eyes with each of the orcs. Her gaze burning with determination and a hint of irritation. "If you seek glory in battle. Join us. One, or all. And you shall have it!" Again Lonett made sure to lock eyes with the other orcs as they seemed more malleable then Krusk. "But if all you want is to stomp your foot on the ground and demand attention from the gods, then we cannot help you as we do not have their ear!" The ranger stood tall. "Now kindly make your choice. Or let us get on with our urgent matter." There was a note of veiled threat in Lonett's voice.

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Dice-chan hates me T_T
Birdcall performance = (8)+1 = 9
Divna stealth = (11)+2 = 13[/hider]