<div style="text-align:justify"><a class="link link--internal" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/124747/post-3052633">Alexandria</a> happily shook hands with the two women. Both of them were looking like capable warriors. <b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">“Nice to meet you, girls! Hope that we will rescue our princess!”</span></b> Alexandria’s voice was loud and cheerful.<br/>
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Then she realized her earlier comments about the other parties were heard by everyone. Luckily, dwarves took her opinions as a joke while peasant boys got a little bit heartbroken. However, the main issue was the green skins. One of them couldn't hold it and had carried it away. He even came to their table to insult them. Her new companions instantly reverted back to the Orc with insults back to him which would probably raise the tension between them even more.<br/>
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<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">“Ladies, please, take it easy”</span></b> She tried to calm down her new friends. <b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">“He is probably the youngest of his pack, and probably he just wanted to show how much of  a big and strong orc he is by bulling three young girls in an inn.”</span></b> She talked to Orc who was standing by their table. Alexandria returned to face her friends again and continued. <b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">“I am totally sure that, he will realize this move will show the rest of his friends <b>only </b> how weak-minded he is, and eventually he will leave us alone.”</span></b>  After a short pause, Alexandria turned towards Clara and started to talk like a teacher would talk during a class. <b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">“Dear Clara, you should know that after the great orc war, the orc and other green skin populations had greatly decreased. So for the future, I strongly suggest you not to consider castration as an option.”</span></b>​</div>