Legend
You ask Bogrot for directions to One Ear which he gives and warns once again how weird the Shaman is.
"So what's the plan for this one?" Azoth asks.
"Nothing special, I figure I'll just talk to him and take it from there."
"You really think it's going to be that easy?"
"Probably not."
Eventually you reach the lake. It's clean, green and lots of small animals are frolicking about. It's all so eerily peaceful.
"Ugh, this seems like a place elves would like." Azoth replies.
"Yeah, and where the hell is One Ear?"
No sooner have you said that, when an Orc in ceremonial wear appears in the middle of the lake. He's actually hovering above it and sitting in a Lotus position. He floats slowly over to you, stopping just short of the shoreline. You step to the edge to meet him. You would guess this is One Ear, especially since he only has one ear.
"I am the one you seek, human or should I say demon." One Ear says. He's quite articulate for a greenskin.
"Huh. Looks like this ain't your typical greenskin shaman. You better watch yourself."
"I would say he's beyond watching himself given how far he's left you take over demon. Ah yes, I CAN hear you too. All evil is seen and heard in this place."
At this point you're getting tired of being spoken about rather spoken to.
"Enough! Look, never mind all that. I'm here with a proposal "
"I know your proposal human, and it's no different than that of my misguided brethren. Destruction without purpose. Pointless. I have no intention of rejoining my tribe. I have found peace here; you would find it too as others have, if you did not have your parasitic friend with you."
You don't know who these others he's talking about, unless he's talking about the greenskin scouts that never came back. You don't see anyone else around except the One Ear. Azoth says he doesn't sense anyone else around either. This place is not making you feel right.
"As you cannot know peace, I cannot help you. Be gone from this place, or face the wrath of this lake." One Ear states still remaining calm the whole time.
"So what's the plan for this one?" Azoth asks.
"Nothing special, I figure I'll just talk to him and take it from there."
"You really think it's going to be that easy?"
"Probably not."
Eventually you reach the lake. It's clean, green and lots of small animals are frolicking about. It's all so eerily peaceful.
"Ugh, this seems like a place elves would like." Azoth replies.
"Yeah, and where the hell is One Ear?"
No sooner have you said that, when an Orc in ceremonial wear appears in the middle of the lake. He's actually hovering above it and sitting in a Lotus position. He floats slowly over to you, stopping just short of the shoreline. You step to the edge to meet him. You would guess this is One Ear, especially since he only has one ear.
"I am the one you seek, human or should I say demon." One Ear says. He's quite articulate for a greenskin.
"Huh. Looks like this ain't your typical greenskin shaman. You better watch yourself."
"I would say he's beyond watching himself given how far he's left you take over demon. Ah yes, I CAN hear you too. All evil is seen and heard in this place."
At this point you're getting tired of being spoken about rather spoken to.
"Enough! Look, never mind all that. I'm here with a proposal "
"I know your proposal human, and it's no different than that of my misguided brethren. Destruction without purpose. Pointless. I have no intention of rejoining my tribe. I have found peace here; you would find it too as others have, if you did not have your parasitic friend with you."
You don't know who these others he's talking about, unless he's talking about the greenskin scouts that never came back. You don't see anyone else around except the One Ear. Azoth says he doesn't sense anyone else around either. This place is not making you feel right.
"As you cannot know peace, I cannot help you. Be gone from this place, or face the wrath of this lake." One Ear states still remaining calm the whole time.