"Good thing I'm not looking to make friends here, huh?" But he stops to seriously consider the man's question. When he answers he's a bit more quiet, less abrasive.
"...I'd have to say the odds aren't good. This place is...it's different. Arkhail might be here or might not and I'm not sure which would be worse."
He thinks about the orc's stupidly noble looking face either mourning him or stoically accepting his desertion. Then he thinks about Arkhail chained to a post somewhere in this weird inn.
"But if you'll look for him, I can try to track down your people."
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"Good thing I'm not looking to make friends here, huh?" But he stops to seriously consider the man's question. When he answers he's a bit more quiet, less abrasive.
"...I'd have to say the odds aren't good. This place is...it's different. Arkhail might be here or might not and I'm not sure which would be worse."
He thinks about the orc's stupidly noble looking face either mourning him or stoically accepting his desertion. Then he thinks about Arkhail chained to a post somewhere in this weird inn.
"But if you'll look for him, I can try to track down your people."