ChickMeow

*Hug certainly looked out of place in such a big city, his clothes ragged and much of his body uncovered. He adjusted his loincloth with a grunt as he walked, before coming to an abrupt stop as the man spoke up. He looked down on the (presumably) Human, his eyes wide and his glass-less goggles doing nothing to obscure them. The Orc sucked in a deep breath once the man had spoken, nervously reaching up a thick hand to scratch at his forehead. He spoke slowly, piecing the words together as if speaking them for the first time.* “I am.. Come.. To create” *After finally getting this short sentence out, he paused, before curling up the corners of his mouth in an awkward but clearly pre-rehearsed grin*