Dugarod the Chieftain walks across the pier, catching gazes with the shiny gear he's got hanging off his muscular orc physique. Just as he's about to enter the settlement, he's approached by a man wearing a simple suit and tie, with a top-hat covering the bald spot on his head. "I'm not lookin to buy any of your shit. Keep that to yourself and move out of my way." he exclaimed in an ignorant manner. Upon hearing the questions, Dugarod hesitates and eventually grunts primitively - dismissing the human out of his way so he can continue towards the nearest arena, eager to compete with this city's fighters.
