Nbox blinked as he watched her go, waiting until her figure had receded into the building- Introspection had never been the orc's strong point, but still...Heaving a sigh, he squared his shoulders, and started to stride toward the black spire, making sure his helmet was fastened securely. Much as the orc wanted to linger- He wasn't going to risk it, surrounded by 'oomies like that!<br/><br/>Besides, the Spear of Grummsh awaited...And with it, *destiny.*