What Orc's do

Ignoring his snarky response, she realized he was right. What is she going to do once she finds her? What was she originally planning to do? It wasn’t like she had thought that far. All she had originally intended was to make sure the girl was okay. But what was she supposed to do? Just walk up to Ms. Hibiscus and ask that? Then walk away? To what extent does she have to be committed to ensure her safety? These are all questions that racked her brain on their stroll towards the Orc. It swallowed her thoughts to the point where she hadn’t noticed what the Orc said, only that Artem answered on both of their behalves.

“Mm, yes. I have already visited this city once before. But that short lived trip was cut short due to the-“ stopping mid sentence in realization she was going to say something rude. Finishing her statement in her head, she just looked to Artem to do the talking. -disgusting creatures that inhabit their area with their filthy way of life. Folding her hands behind her back and raising her eyebrows in agreement to his statement of not needing help, she rocked on her toes and back to her heels.

The dagger attached to her hip had a textured handle that helped in grip. The Quillion was made of steel diamond, as to ensure no breakage or tear. The blade itself was made of Verdens finest iron and steel mixture, laced with poisons which cause infection upon drawing blood. She eyed him up and down, and then let her hand rest closer to her weapon. “I’m- I’m sorry. But what on earth are you doing out here? Shouldn’t you be doing whatever Orc’s do?”