Halfling Rp

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((This is just a little fun, and yes Im orc so what? Feel free to add on to here as you like.))

You walk into a tavern.....

Mokrag is sitting in the corner of the tavern, with a fearoc under each arm. He has a cigar in one hand and a mug of ale in the other.

To whoever walks in next Mokrag stares at them, observing them up and down, left and right.