Thrak was a bit confused, and shocked. The three other then the tiny lady were being soft spoken. But all gave Thrak questions, making him have to think. The Tiny lady though, proven not to be as nice as Thrak had imagined. But Thrak liked a little bit of spark. You see, as she came from the shadows, Thrak felt the sudden cold touch of steel against his large sack. The blade had brushed against his hide pelt, it's sharpness proven true as his underwear was sliced, his large thick cock flopping down,resting upon the broad end of her blade. The sword giving a rather good size comparison.<br/><br/>His eyes widening as he stood up more straight. Nature kicking in, as his brain almost froze saying, 'dont move or their gone.' Thrak's eyes peered down, a devilish smile growing as he gave the little lady a devious wink. "Thrak Wants to know." He said answering her literally. He obviously didnt take her threat to seriously. To him, this was obviously a game! "Though Thrak not to used to these kinds of games. Thrak think humies call it Bedasm..." (BDSM). And with a quick sigh he got his mind out of the gutter, and began the troubling act of thinking. He didnt want to give his new friends nothing to work with. Wait, they were his friends right? Thrak was not sure, but it was easier to convince himself, yes. Especialy with the nice priesty lady. She was quite gentle to Thrak. Something he can respond to just as well as violence! "Thrak want to help pretty ladies.... No worry pretty Priest, Thrak help you. And Thrak guess he help scaly man to. Just not as much as pretty ladies." Thrak said to her, the last part meant to be more in jest towards the sorcerer.<br/><br/>"Thrak was hired by the weak Sage. Da sage is no boss. Thrak bigger, so why listen?" He began to say. All a while, his cock began to slowly harden against the blades broad end. The back of his brain still thinking about just how tight that halfling must be, how hed like to grab the priest by her collar, and see just how wide her mouth is. Or pull on that elf's ears, as he rides her from beh- Thrak shook his head. He had to focus. Especially not on his darker, ork like nature. Rape is not flattering to humies, not to halfies, scalies, or elfies to. But it was futile to stop that now, since now he had to talk as his fully erect cock went past the guard of the ten inch blade, his prick pressing against the halflings thumb. The small amount of warmth giving him a small shudder. "Uhem." He cleared his throat, and continued.<br/><br/>He turned to the scaly man, as the blush growing on his green cheeks was now visible. After all he is standing with his most precious part out in the open, at extreme risk of getting sliced. "Thrak no know what Thrak guard, but Thrak kno That thrak no guarding it... Oh wait, that make no sense... Sorry Thrak just know it important to Sage. Not anyfink else."  Giving a small sigh, he looked down at the thief. And with a small smile he spoke. "But, Thrak know of hazardy things, Thrak show friends how he ignore them! Well... If Thrak remember... It tough to remember such things. So, can Thrak get boss pole an crotch away from pretty halfies blade?"