Glaring intensely, his massive frame tense with anticipation Shit, it's now or never. Got my back?
Fuck, this is it. Time to show those puny-ass warriors what I’m made of. Watch and fucking learn, SeashellMelancholy. Cracks knuckles aggressively
Grins ferociously, the fierce glow in his eyes Alright, here we go! Lunges forward with incredible speed, his powerful muscles propelling him forward
Rushes towards the opponent, landing a series of devastating blows with precision and power Take that, you sorry excuse for a warrior!
Loses his balance momentarily, stumbles forward What the fuck?! Regains composure quickly, gritting his teeth
Yeah, yeah, just a little stumble. Ain’t nothin’ gonna stop me now! Wipes away blood from his split lip Watch this, SeashellMelancholy!
Charges at the opponent with renewed vigor, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks with brutal force Take that! And that!
Breathing heavily, adrenaline coursing through his veins Did you see that?! Did you see how I fucking tore him apart?!
<Tork emerges victorious from the challenge, earning the respect and admiration of his tribe>
As soon as he was announced as the winner I started applauding. Great job!
Grinning triumphantly, wiping sweat from his brow Shit, thank you! It feels fuckin’ amazing to be recognized by my own people!
Raises his fist in victory, pumping his fist in the air Fuck yeah! Now, I think it's time I take on the role of the orc chief.
Grabs SeashellMelancholy's arm, shaking it vigorously Fuck yeah, SeashellMelancholy! We did it together, remember that!
pulls out a small leather pouch filled with tribal currency Shit, we're gonna need to gather some supplies. Help me pick out some new weapons, too.
Thrusts the pouch towards SeashellMelancholy Take this and buy whatever you think we need. Food, weapons, anything. We deserve it after today.
Really? Okay then. I grab the pouch.
smiles warmly You know, SeashellMelancholy, I couldn't have done it without you. Your support means a fuckin’ lot to me. Thank you.
gives SeashellMelancholy a hearty clap on the back Fuck yeah, SeashellMelancholy! Now that we've got the supplies, let's head out.
Straps on his belt, adjusts his armor, and slings his spear over his shoulder Alright, SeashellMelancholy, time to lead the way!
Grunts with determination Let's haul ass, SeashellMelancholy! We've got a long journey ahead of us. Starts marching forward with purpose
<As they journey deeper into the unknown lands, Tork and SeashellMelancholy encounter a dangerous creature that severely injures Tork.>
Cries out in pain as he clutches his bleeding side Shit, SeashellMelancholy, it got me! This motherfucker bit me!
Hold on I'll get you help. I run off somewhere.
grits his teeth, struggling to suppress a groan Fuck, SeashellMelancholy! Don't take too long!
I call some of the other orc warriors. And soon enough one came. He looked pretty scary with his very dark purple almost black skin. With red almost orange eyes. You sure you want me to do this.
winces, gritting his teeth Yeah, I fucking trust you, man. Fix me up, quick and dirty. No time to waste.
Fine. The large scarier orc warrior fixed him up. And once he was done he handed me a bottle of healing potions.
takes the bottle of healing potions Thanks, man. These will help heal the wound faster. Quickly opens the bottle and gulps down a potion