Alaric waved off the lawyer, when the man began to explain to him that he would need to cover all the fees around the trial that now won't hold place.
What did the orc care about money? When he was young, he took honor duels over money. With his years, his taste had improved, and he began to covet artifacts.
But now, he coveted something different. A bunny with a spine of titanium. One who had defeated him in an honor duel, with his smarts and his sharp bunny teeth. Alaric was amazed at the man's guts. Not many would have thought to go up against him. Much less to cheat… no, that was not the right word.
Now that he had felt the sweet fear that the bunny could induce into men, he knew that the bunny had not cheated. He had just pulled his punches. He bet that Brutus, his second, would have kicked the bunny against a wall too. And then everything would have led to that spectacular tank fighting Brutus.