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[b][color=265828]Time:[/color][/b] One Week After Human Arrival
[b][color=265828]Location:[/color][/b] Somewhere in the forest
[b][color=265828]Interactions:[/color][/b] Timothy [@mole]
[b][color=265828]Mentions:[/color][/b] None
[b][color=265828]Equipment:[/color][/b] Longsword and Plate Armor[hr]
Orcs never developed the appetite to discuss highly theoretical concepts. They were all drivels to them, distraction from what they could do at this very moment. It was perhaps why they never achieved the kind of advances the elves and others were able to. Even that weird sect of so-called peaceful farmer orcs didn't find the appetite during that search for their own virtues. Barrock understood the sentiment.

Whatever the humans chose were their choice and theirs alone, fair enough. But how would they end up veering to one extreme or another? That one he couldn't make the dot. But then again, the prophecy sounded incredibly calibrated to instill a reaction, not a discussion. The truth might be somewhere inbetween. 

Barrock didn't answer Timothy's first question, as the orc knew that he knew. Barrock saw no need to confirm it. It was tough going against everything that was his identity, almost akin to killing himself and reviving it with dark arts. But the second one, urgh.

[b][color=265828]"No titles."[/color][/b] Barrock raised a finger. [b][color=265828]"Save it for the otherkins. With me, name only."[/color][/b]

But he took the gesture more pleasantly rather than annoyance. He might be a bit mouthful, but Timothy saved his life. He also had the appearance of wisdom. And sound judgement, which Barrock wanted more right now.

Barrock took his time picking up his equipment and mannerly put them at appropriate spots in the doorway before coming in. 

[b][color=265828]"A brew of Firefae, if one has it."[/color][/b] Barrock said as he sat down. Barrock would readily admit that if he had the money in life, he would be addicted to that drink. It would be considered a strong drink for any other creatures, especially the small elves and fairies, but Barrock considered it calming, and quite a tasteful reward after a long week. A shame it cost so much.

[b][color=265828]"What calms me is a plan. Then we can talk abstracts."[/color][/b] Barrock said, getting straight to business. [b][color=265828]"If that human is that important, we get him back. But...we don't know where he was taken. Do you know anything?"[/color][/b]