"Gaurak's Bowels!"
"May Tanil guide your path, and lay a snare for your enemies."
"This place smells as foul as a Vangaurak's lair."
"You're no Gravelfist, orc, so today you'll die by my hand."
"You're looking more beautiful than Princess Hannatha herself today, <insert name>."
"We will descend upon them like the very Horsemen on Vangal!"
"Tonight we drink like it were the Festival of Wheat!"
"He sings like no Veshian bard I've ever heard. He sounds like a slitheren bitch in heat."
"May Tanil guide your path, and lay a snare for your enemies."
"This place smells as foul as a Vangaurak's lair."
"You're no Gravelfist, orc, so today you'll die by my hand."
"You're looking more beautiful than Princess Hannatha herself today, <insert name>."
"We will descend upon them like the very Horsemen on Vangal!"
"Tonight we drink like it were the Festival of Wheat!"
"He sings like no Veshian bard I've ever heard. He sounds like a slitheren bitch in heat."

