It was a touch disheartening to think that any of the rather potent metal weapons would flee the large Tanarukk. It was as if the weapons seemed to burn up with radiant and necrotic energy and suddenly flee from the hands of the red skinned humanoid. However upon hearing of the gifts that were particular to this place, it gave him a small smile to know he didn't have to fight barehanded or with improvised weaponry. But before he sought to arm himself, he took one of the bags of holding and returned to the map that had been provided to the lot of them to study thanks to Elias' magic. Just to have a better view, Ja'rok took a knee to study the map and also listen carefully to what was being said. It seemed like the best place to start was securing an exit through Blackwall Mountains and the numerous ruins and tunnels within them, linking one side to another.<br/><br/>He took the moment to think things through. And during this time he took the opportunity to amend a certain lack of offense to him. Rising to his feet he started to look over a few weapons that might be more agreeable to him. His eyes locked upon a rather gigantic looking femur of carved black bone. Looked to be the size of a maul and felt as heavy. Holding it up he smiled a touch.<strong>"This is mine once again..."</strong>He didn't know why he spoke such words but it felt right to him. It was like discovering piece of himself lost to time. With a moment to look around he came across a war pick fashioned of immaculately white bone wedged into place and held fast by bolts and leather. Similar in design was a sturdy looking kite shield of what appeared to be fashioned from a giant serpents skull.<br/><br/>With his assortment of weapons procured, he finally came back over on the talks of smugglers and cultists that had managed to find routes through the passageways.<strong>"Or refugees... Best to start and secure a path through the borders of Blackwall. The orcs I was with are heading in the direction of the Blackwell Mountains, they might not be able to make it through if the dwarves are protecting the borders within the mountains. Securing some sort of passage for the lot of us to move through would be an ideal starting place. Whilst there I suggest a touch of sabotage. The dwarves have a thousands years worth of ammo to make use of according to Lord Chargoth. Depending on what kind it is, we may be able to destroy some of those reserves... thus limiting their ability to protect the border. Barring that, a dwarven army still needs food. Taking a few of their supply depots out should divide their attentions, thus creating a diversion."</strong><br/><br/>He listened to the conversation and notably about Grogar the Craven and his misdeeds. This was something he shared in sentiments, but it needed to be carried out properly.<strong>"True enough. We cannot allow a coward such as him to remain in charge of the orc tribes. We'll need to do some research on the matter of how a duel amongst orcs is to be carried out. He cannot ignore a direct challenge of power no matter what. Doubt he'd fight honorably but the point is to make sure he accepts and to be vigilant against the Craven's duplicitous nature."</strong>Upon the notion that Ja'rok should try and take command of the orc tribes near the Blackwall Mountains, he did have a touch of skepticism in his voice.<strong>"They might hesitate to follow someone whom isn't fully orc in blood... Best to prove capable first, use this opportunity to get stronger. Which is why I suggested doing something about the situation in Blackwall Mountains first."</strong>