"Would you have the whole of Shól at your heels for merely being called a lowly scum?" Thandul asked grasping tighter on the hilt of his sword. "Well, can you guarantee that you and your worthless crew of scum can survive against our superior skills?" He asked again, all while Minto's anger ground against the surface.
"Lad, will you accept the words of this foul mouthed buffoon?" Okorak asked while gnashing his teeth impatiently. "I am not opposed to being criminal if if means wetting my blade with his blood." Okorak gargled his throat and spat at the floor beside the other elf who accompanied Thandul.
"You vile beast you dare!?" The soldier raised his sword and pointed it at Okorak, but when the Orc bared his fangs and stepped to face him he began shaking from fear of facing a battle-ma
