"Rorlf!"<br/><br/>"I know. Shut up." A huge, grey-skinned half orc by the name of Terros pushed through the door to the tavern, looking weary and tired. He was clad in brown hide armor and furs, smelling of earth and the forests outside. His eyes were a light blue colour, shining despite their host's ill condition. The half-orc carried a serenity and calm that was not common to his kind. He was followed by a similarly large silver and white wolf, who stared at his master impatiantly.<br/><br/>"Arouf!" Declared the wolf again.<br/><br/>"I said I know. Shut up!" Replied Terros again, looking for a seat.