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You raise your head to meet eyes with a heavily plated Orc female who intently returns your stare with a sly, unpredictable grin. From what you can tell, her skin is a light olive tint under her armor, while her rather long hair settles over her shoulders in jet black drapes. She's got to be pretty fit to carry all that steel over her shoulders. Maintaining that same devious smile, she begins to speak.
"So, I hear you're a small game hunter... you little coward, you. Can't win in a balanced match of combat in strength against someone like me, so you take your battle to mere beasts. Pathetic," Anka violently spits. You cringe at her fiery temper and look away. "Warriors, mercenaries, soldiers such as myself... we are the ones that hold real honor. Do you disagree?"
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