Duvors

"I've done worse things."

"Warlord Kaherdin the Awesome."

"Hmm,this Pongcanis leader sounds nasty, who, or what, is he?" "Didn't he say that the Lion Knights and the Hinkwells had no interest in R'klif?"

"Are they even trying to keep the citizens in line, hmm?"

"Awesome as in one who fills others with awe or awesome as in 'I am totaly Awesome'."

"Well,lets see who these people may be."said Throlar equipping his Jesters Hat.

"So all we have to do is see how each group would govern R'klif,what there motives would be,and how good at governing they would be." "Then we have to chose who will govern and face the wrath of the others." "Just one thing I want to know." Throlar points to the blue dots and the plant-filled space in the town. "What are those?"

"Hmmm, jesters hat? Yes I'll take it."

(OCC:Umm Brickdoctor? Shouldn't Throlar have a bedroll in his inventory?)

"Well,I won't swap anything as I have nothing to part with." So saying he walks up to the brown horse with the white spot on it's forehead and lightly leaps into the saddle. "Anybody coming up here with me?"

"Told you we ought to get to know each other." "Anyway,thanks for the bedroll,ought to be useful."

"Ah hello my dear sir."

A small figure breathing hard and running hard approaches the group. After reaching them he (for it was a he) said "Please excuse me if I'm late." Extending his hand he says "Ambassador Throlar Wineghilm of the Wineghilm clan of Titaan at your service."

"Yes,I'll explain later,got to go now mate."So saying Throlar charges out the hall door.

"I can't,I was made an ambassador because I had to have some important position or none."

"No,I don't. And the reason is that I'm a utter failure."

"Duvors? I think you need your hearing checked,I just told you my name was Throlar Wineghilm!""As for going where I want, I am,as I said before,an ambassador and have to go where I'm told."

"Yes,the world is big,for Me it seems that It's to big for Me to go where I want.""Then again,thats probably a good thing."

"Well the only orcs I met before were in Baltarok."

"Yes, thats right, but the diplomatic service teaches us to speak in the language of whom we address." "Not that I've paid much attention to that sort of thing." with a grin Throlar proffers his hand "Throlar Wineghilm, ambassador of the Wineghilm clan of Titaan."

Throlar humfs "Game indeed, I've hunted trolls and battled bandits, humf!" Throlar strides over to Cronk,and is about to greet him with a simple hello when he sees that Cronk is an orc. With a great deal of err... something (I don't know the right word) he raised his mace above his head and says "Ereghk Valgahan!"with a great deal of reverence in his voice. Lowering his mace he says "I hope you understand that, Baltar is the only orcish language I know." (OCC in both words the H is pronounced as in the spanish word 'hamon'.)

Throlar stares after Sorrow and Kaire and then turns to Arthur. "Er... well... who is Cronk?"

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