Vrogag The Janky leaves the ship that brought him into the unfammiliar region. His beefy carcass moves across the pier as a greedy smirk lands on the Orc's face, exposing his sharp teeth. Throughout his entire walk down the pier he moves by numerous markets, snatching the items off display and nonchalantly throwing them into his rucksack - Vrogag can't wipe the grin off his sharp face while bullying the weaker races.
He's finally stopped by the man and greets him with an angered, boiling gaze.
"Hoo darez step in ma way?" The red Orc heaved out at the well dressed man, unleashing his saliva dripping tusks.
"I lookz for opponentz. Spar muh, human!" Right infront of everybody, Vrogag unleashes a bone-made battle axe and dares a random human to match his strenght.
