A Murder In The Streets

[Goldrim 1422]

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{My apologies for the late reply, had a busy day.}

*Gromgok grunts as he looks at him, pounding his cuirass with his mighty warhammer in hand, he pans his head towards Lorethos as his eyes turn crimson red, he snarls as he speaks.*

{Translated to common}

Foul swine, if it true what this man says then you are not worthy to walk on the face of Asulon, I shall send my Grunts after you so that they may purge you and your kind from this land, as I do not deem you worthy of my time, they shall deal with you swiftly, and feed your remains to our Jabbernacks!

*Gromgok turns around and wanders off, stomping his feet into the ground in anger.*