"Trustworthy?" The orc was clearly distracted, thoughts of his mother overtaking that memory in particular. "No, I don't think so. I mean, probably some of them could be, but mostly they're thieves. They steal things like your first love, or the soul from your body, or your favorite sock. Whatever they happen to be looking for. That's how she told it...<br/><br/>"She was a beautiful woman, you know. No idea what happened that I ended up such a freak, she was gorgeous, even by you people's standards." Kagan laughed. " 'You people' meaning non-orcs."<br/><br/>He took some fish, but did not let #74 give him all that she had tried to. "Nope," he said firmly, "I hate being babied. You're lucky I'm not chopping down trees outside naked, just to spite you."