<strong>High Orc, Balthus</strong>| HP: 3 MP: 1 | OT: 0/70 | GP: 0/100 | Bond: 50%<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">T</span><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">he Orc continued to wade through the pool, the steaming water doing little to faze the beast just as the cold had done little to shake him. The beast arrived before the Azure knight. If she was perched on the ledge, that little waterfall, then the Orc was standing in the pool just barely a foot from her. With her seated position that monstrous green beast was practically hulking over her. The Orc was simply a tower of bulging, muscular, meat. <strong>"Turtles, hares, lions. Nothing but animals. Not wise. Not fast."</strong><br/><br/>The Orc retorted the words, staring at her all the while. The Orcs eyes naturally drifting towards her weapons, towards her clothing. Just looking at her was enough to make the Orc think it would be best if he just decided to <em>force</em> himself on her. It wasn't like the Orc didn't get strength from claiming its victims. Though the strength the Orc got from conquering and breeding was hardly the strength the Orc actually needed. It was nowhere close to enough for the revenge the Orc sought.<br/><br/><strong>"I go where I please. The Isles. The Burrow. Vivi's Palace. All places I've been. But they only made me strong where I already was. Not where I need. I <em>want</em> speed."</strong></span>