Glarsha looked down at the man, observing him carefully. She stepped forwards, leaning into the man with a quick swoop to match his height. A perplexed look grew across her face, she scratched behind her long orcish ear, tilting her head as if purposfully exagerating her confusion. Her look of confusion quickly swept away and was replaced by a concerining look of disgust. She got off of her knee and brushed whatever kind of ruble was on her skin and stood at her dominating height, glaring the man down. She snarled before replying, "Pushdug shara.." She mumbled, turning her head to the side and rolling her eyes. She began to reply again, slower this time trying to speak with her limited knowledge of the human languages. "Whut iz it tew yew? Mi have nub time fur thiz. Get owt uv mi wey!" She rolled her eyes once more, and changed to a more smug walk, continuing her journey. Rolling her eyes yet again.
