The guard goblin and healer goblin stood there in a mix of horror and disbelief. 

Griz, of all the goblins in the village, was crazy enough to not only steal from an orc but also [b][i]kill[/i][/b] one? This was like stories mothers told their children from wandering too far in the forest near the village. 'Don't go far into the woods today or you'll be in for a surprise. Don't go into the woods if you don't want to say goodbye. The orcs will snatch you up and quick and beat you to a pulp with a crooked stick. So don't go into the woods today and you better heed my advice.' Orcs were boogeymen for races like goblins. The only real difference is that orcs are real and boogeymen aren't.

[b]"You've doomed us all! It's the Blood War all over again! You've just started another Age of Sorrows, you bloody idiot!"[/b] The guard goblin vented his frustration to the bedridden goblin, to the point that he kicked over a potted plant over. The healer goblin's eyes teared up and her heart sank at the thought. She had a good year in regards to rearing a litter; she only lost one of her children. It was hard but honest work to keep her younglings safe...and now there was a possibility of her losing them all in one fell swoop. [color=khaki]"EVERYONE CALM DOWN!"[/color] It was not normal for Griz to let his emotions get the better of him but this was not a normal situation. [color=khaki]"There will NOT be a second Blood War, NOR another Age of Sorrows. A fresh body that deep in the woods would be barely identifiable by this time. If the scavenger animals haven't eaten the body, surely a landshark wouldn't have given up on an easy meal."[/color] His knowledge of the orc lands was sparse but he at least knew that opportunistic scavengers would never leave a fresh body untouched.

As soon as everyone regained their composure, Griz apologized for his outburst. [color=khaki]"Nobody else outside this hut knows about what I did. The chief and shaman deserve to know what had happened but know full well that what I did was justified."[/color] Griz grimaces as he forces himself up and limps over to the pack and pulls out the necklace with a black dragon pendant and shows it to all present. [color=khaki]"This thing was glowing with unnatural energies when that brute gazed deep into its eyes. I'm no magic expert but I think that this pendant is why that lumbering oafish orc was unnaturally fast. Whatever this thing is, it is powerful...and it's better in our hands than in any orc's hands."[/color] He then puts away the necklace and limps back to his bed. [color=khaki]"And by the looks of the contents, it ain't even theirs, to begin with. Probably nicked it from an adventurer they killed or something."[/color]