<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/x3R8SwD.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Nach</span></strong>(http://link to the post with your character's sheet)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>36/36;<strong>AC</strong>16;<strong>Initiative:</strong>+2;<strong>Saves:</strong>Str +7, Dex +4, Con +2, Int -1, Wis +2, Cha 0<strong>Immunities:</strong>Fear<br/><strong>Senses:</strong>darkvision 60ft;<strong>Passive Perception</strong>19,<strong>Passive Insight</strong>12,<strong>Passive Investigation</strong>14<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Victory, Darc, Sarek, The party<br/><hr/><hr/><br/><br/>The large man leaned back once more in his chair, his eyes drifting to the female elf and let himself grunt. He perhaps would have been more on alter with her if the people in the hall were not already so keep on staring them down anyway. His face continued to shift to an expression of discomfort, the left side of his upper lip raising as he shifted in his seat. The conversations were too spread out for the Half-Orc, so many people talking at once and while each was interesting, he found himself unable to really focus for long and his patience stretched thin. There was a lot going on after all, he could not help thinking it would have been better to have gathered on training grounds or even a tavern preferably one with goblets for Orcs. Though he did know that them being gathered was a side effect of the ball not the purpose, it was as close to flashing their blades as most nobles dared, a show of power.<br/><br/>Nach raised a brow at Sarek. %u201CWell as far as our individual skills that we will not be able tell until we set out. All men think themselves strong but, in my experience, most are not,%u201D he said with a shrug. %u201CBut I do look forward to learning just that and planning out our hunts.%u201D The Half-Orc%u2019s eyes looked between each of the people gathered at the table as if there was an indicator of their skills on their persons. If what he had to go through was any kind of indication of what everyone else did to get through to get into the group, then they had to have some type of skill. In fact, he was not even sure he impressed his scout when he was offered a position.<br/><br/>Darc seemed to be a simple fellow to Nach, something the men shared and something he was grateful for. The elves smile was pleasant to look at and almost charming, much more subtle than anything Nach could produce. Even in that moment he was sure the elf would be getting him into some trouble if only from how much encouragement he felt from him smiling at his antics.<br/><br/>Nach snorted at Drac%u2019s proclamation of the cider%u2019s quality, the man seemed to have a habit of snatching back his attention whenever it wandered. %u201CYou think the cider is good I will have to find you some Orcish drinks, having really tasted alcohol until you have tried something meant to knock a tusked nearly three hundred pound full blooded Orc off his ass,%u201D he said as he eyed the elf over once more, not bothering to turn down his gaze for the other%u2019s comfort or perhaps not noticing how intense it might come across, the teeth protruding from his mouth did seem to exaggerate most expressions regardless of intention.<br/><br/><br/>The Half-orc turned to look in an amused manner at Vic. %u201CYeah, I get all sorts of weird looks from humans and elves all the time, acting like they have never seen a half-orc before,%u201D he said as he stretched his arms above his head, knowing full well  that they likely have not. %u201CYeah? Well, I certainly am proud of my hunts. I am not going to be proud of just being asked to be here until I do something. That is like proud of a weapon you have not forged yet,%u201D he mused more to himself, the path never mattered, only the result. Afterall, who cares about the hunter that set out to take down the beast but did not bring back its head? Despite his general disagreement with the statement he did smirk once more, it was a compliment and the corners of his mouth twitched as he clearly suppressed any smile that it could have caused instead, he just appeared pained.<br/><br/>Nach had mostly abandoned his attention to the elvish woman by that point, he could still see her in his peripheral vision and was confident he would notice her if she made a move. This was of course if she even dared to do anything in front of the half-orc. He let out a grunt in amusement as Vic asked to see his dancing. A scholar interested in Orcish dancing? Now that was an amusing thought to him. He was unsure for the moment, though the offer to leave the hall make his ears twitch.<br/><br/>He was certain if he truly started dancing that the people occupying the floor would indeed clear a path for the large man, humans tended to make way for those bigger than themselves. Still the orcish man had been looking for any reason to leave the hall even if it were brief. "A private show might cost you," he teased playfully. "But sure, not like I am doing much besides giving these chairs a strength test," he slowly rose and started to make his way away from the table to find some adjoining space. He did not even look back to see if the other was following, he was just grateful to be getting away from the space.<br/><br/>He did not seem to really try to navigate around people that were standing, instead walking straight where he wanted to go under the assumption, they would part for him. His broad shoulders made this a particularly inconvenient manner of moving as people needed to take extra movement to avoid being struck by the powerful shoulders. If they were particularly not paying attention then he would walk around them but otherwise the humans seemed to make way, weather it was intimidation or just the social pressure of being polite in the company of the Baroness it did not really matter. Still he would slow down gradually as he realized he had no idea where he was going.<br/><br/>The half-orc eventually slowed down to a near stop as slow made his way through the crowd and he grunted, turning back to face Vic. The intense eyes on him and the obscenities they muttered at him did not really cause him much additional discomfort as he clearly upset the smaller people. "You seem right at home at this party," he commented with a playful grin. "Might have to get to you to give me some lessons on how to talk to uptight humans," he said with a snicker, glancing at some of the annoyed expressions as his boorish manner of moving through the crowds. "Certainly, have an experience about you, I wonder if you have the same experience in combat and other more physical interactions." His low voice seemed to shift to a playful tone with each innuendo, highlighting them rather cleanly for the other.<br/><br/>He once again eyed the other man up and down in a manner that did little to hide his interest. With the other man standing he finally got a good view of the rest of his body, even if those robes hid some of the parts, he was most curious about. "Also, I should warn you. Might be digging your own grave, they say once you experience an Orcish dance you never regain your confidence in your own dancing." He punctuated his statement with a playful wink. "Wouldn't want to rob your manhood without at least a warning," he teased lightly as he looked around.<br/><br/>