"I am called Xok'nath Stonetooth! Chieftain of the Skalsser Tribe! Leave our lands or alive before we add you to our collections!" the chieftain of the orc tribe proudly declared as he patted the skull that was on his right shoulder.
"Tsk... This perfect warrior will take you down in no time. Look at this perfect muscles, this perfectly handsome face." Dug'mhar dismounted from his steed by somersaulting forward with one hand on the ground and the other behind him.
"Here we go again."
"I thought he was over that sickness of his already."
The riders behind Dug'mhar facepalmed at the returning illness of their clan chief. They shook their head but they can't do anything, they just hoped that for the best.
Dramatically raising his head ever so slowly, Dug'mhar stared at the warriors of the Skalsser Tribe with a serious look in his eyes before a mocking smile made their way to his lips.