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Fang gives Sunny a friendly shot in the arm when he sees the lipstick spread across his face. "Got yerself'a girlie fren" Fang laughed. "One dese days Fang git girlfren an put 'is crippler to werk". Fang finished.

"UMMMM" Fang thought to himself. "Fang really like mastercraftsmen to make him sword, but money is much. Maybe it best for Fang to wait." With that Fang heads back to the caravan.

"Great bag" Fang said the Oirhandir. "Surein be useful fer yue out on deh road. Mayhaps I'd like to git meself a new sword. Any idear 'ow much dat cos? 'ow about lookin aroun wit me a bit?" If Oirhandir agrees, Fang will go looking for greatswords.

Fang goes off with Oirhandir. "Fang go wit yue" Fang offered. "Want see dese magic bags."

"So we gonna go lookin fer deh dese caravans?" Fang asked. "Er yue wanna go shoppin?"

Fang smiles and takes no offense. "Me fren, I'd be deh first to admit dat dere be plenty'a bad orcs out dere. But, if Fang be evidence of anyting, it be dat dere some good ones'as well." After being cajoled for a few minutes, Fang finally opens up to the stranger. "Surein I be agreein wit...

"Eats and den ta workl?" Fang asks before walking over to the table.

Fang will take a walk around to check out the sites and wares for sale.

OOC- It's good to hear that someone around here is so well versed in orcish culture ;) "Sell'er all, as far as I'm concerned" Fang mentioned to the resto of the group. "So what yue fellas doin while we here?" Fang asked. "An yue mind if I come along?"

"Ney pastry fer me m'fraid" Fang replied in common before he shared an orcish proverb (in orcish) "Neyab yakstak Gik Lraek sugy" (translation- "If it walked, swam, crawled, or flew, its edible.").

Fang steps forward while scanning to see if the elves are carrying weapons. "Fang good lifter" Fang said. "Me be glad to ehlp yue"

OOC- ooops... that makes more sense ;)

'Strange custom' Fang thought to himself. 'Maybe she practising wrestling?' But he accepted the hug nonetheless. Later, when the group spotted the caravan up ahead, Fang instantly grew suspicious. He moved towards the front scouts an issued a warning. "Tings are not always as deh seem. Keep...

"Me tryin me bes'ta remain calm, but me canna belive yue jus'let'em go like dat" Fang replied a little more calmly. "Fang met plenty jus like him. Actin evil one minute, and makin excuses da next. Make no mistake. If battle had been differen' ol'Fred would stuck one'o'us deep. Canna help...

"Let'em go now an' we mit be meetin'em again on deh way back. If dat 'appen Fang not listen ta anymore bleedin' 'eart nonsense. He flat out kill 'em, an deh blood nit be on me hands. It be on deh hand of dose dat let'em go." "As fer deh gold. I nit be given a penny'o me share unless I be 100%...

Fang listened intently, but was totally confused by the idea of giving the money back. Finally Fang had heard enough. "'Ow yue know bandit John is nit evil? Fang tink evil action is evil person. Nit wanna hurt us is pure bullox. He'ad weapon in hand, yes? What'ee use it fer? Scratchin an...

Fang dropped to a knee and gasped for breath before he wiped the blood and sweat from his face. "Deh had teh go an ruin a perfectly nice morn" he complained as he cleaned his blade off on one of deh dead bodies. "We'll Fang guesses deh'll have all etern... what's dat word again? E-TER-NI...

Fang ignored the splatters of blood on his face, as he yanked his blade free from his first kill. Spinning around, he scaned the battlefield and spotted two men pressing Troi. Fang had found his next target. "GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Fang yelled in true Barbarian form as he charged with greatsword...

Pure anger boils in Fang when the bandits move to draw their weapons. Suddenly his eyes turn a filmy green, spittle begins to form in the corners of his mouth, every muscle on his body seems to flex, and a barbaric yell explodes from his lips. "GRAAAAAAAAAA", he screams as he drops his...

Fang takes up his position in the marching order with javelin in hand. As the caravan roles on he, once again, begins tapping his javelin against his side with every step of his right leg. Tap... tap... tap.