Corc blinked as the witch lady emerged from the skull, and mentioned that Devlin had woken her up. That didn't seem like a comfortable place to sleep! Sure, Corc himself didn't have a problem sleeping anywhere...but still! The giant orc turned towards Gabriel who'd mentioned that the witch was likely already aware of their presence. The giant orc shrugged in response. That's when the powerful gust of wind struck him from behind, forcing him out of hiding. The giant tumbled forwards, with a shocked look on his face as he struggled to regain his balance, just barely able to stop himself from falling.

[color=007236]"COOOOOORRRC?!"[/color] He shrieked in surprise. Was Foeldar pushing him from behind? No...he would have heard him coming. Just who or what was strong enough, to be able to move a giant Orc like [i]him[/i]?! The giant looked over his shoulder to see who had moved him. [color=007236]"WHO PUSH CORC?!"[/color] He demanded to know. But he saw no one. He was confused and surprised, and looked over at the witch. In a sense, one could say that the witch had popped Corc the orc's cork. The cork on his stealth, anyway. The orc listened as Fauve finished speaking, and didn't feel like adding much. She mentioned everything that he would have wanted to say. He did say one thing, though. [color=007236]"Corc not harm girl...if girl is nice to Corc and companions!"[/color] He stated. He nodded happily at Fauve when she offered him a drink, taking a gulp from the bottle before handing it back to Fauve. [color=007236]"Corc!"[/color] He sung happily.