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Message: <blockquote data-quote="orsal" data-source="post: 3030474" data-attributes="member: 16016">Sorry about the delay...In response to Zurd's request, Kongu tells the story of Jartolio the goblin-hunter, interspersing narrative with singing. She stops when, after a few minutes, you see four more orcs coming.They approach from the right. The one Zurd had been speaking to calls out in orcish as they approach.[sblock=orcish]They are no scalymen, but an orcblooded chief and his slaves. The chief wishes to speak to Grok.[/sblock]The biggest of them, clad in half-plate armor, stands forward and addresses Zurd, still in orcish:[sblock]Greetings, halfbreed. Who are you, and what brings you to these halls[/sblock]After Zurd gives his spiel, the chief replies,[sblock]I am Grok, leader of the Hadzanzuna tribe. My people built these halls. Years ago my father, a proud orc of the Begluk tribe, was conquered by a great human chief. He and his people were enslaved, and while in servitude they built these halls for the human chief and his elven whore. Our masters disappeared many years ago, as I was just coming of age. They had gone off to seek more conquests, and taken all their orcs except women and the young. As time passed and we realized they were not going to return, we who had known only slavery for our short lives were free. Those of us who remained formed our own tribe, and continued to live in the home we had ourselves constructed, as orcs should, masters of our domain. I became chief.We were a small tribe, having lost most of our kinfolk when they did not return from their last journey. But this did not matter until our home was invaded by a band of scalymen. They are not strong creatures. No orc should ever be conquered by such a race. But we were too few to fight, and survived only by ceding to them this whole floor, while we moved downstairs.We were unable to reconquer our rightful place until recently, when we learned that an unknown force had massacred the scalymen. We saw our chance, and killed off the survivors. Once again, we are free in the orcish halls of Hadzanzuna.[/sblock]Anyone who speaks orcish and can make a DC 19 Sense Motive check:[sblock]The chief hesitates at certain points -- admitting that his people had been slaves, or had been cowed by lizardfolk. His manner suggests uncertainty about whether he should openly admit to weaknesses to a stranger.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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