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The orc's usual shuffle speed up at the females request to hurry. It could mean good things for him, or it could mean she was tired of waiting in the chill. Grik followed her into the brother, her leading him by his hand past some stairs and to a room. From her behaviour he was sure this was not the usual reaction of those who worked in the building.
Grik moved into the room that he felt could possible be Graelin's own, or one of her coworkers. Perhaps the young orc did make a favourable impression. Then again she may not have wanted to take him up the stairs due to this being more than a casual business agreement. The type that the females of the tent usually participated in.
'Tanks,' he spoke in an even tone. This date he would hopefully learn something that would make his ascension in the Horde quicker. And the shapely female, Graelin, was to help him. He set his equipment down, and took in the room. He then looked back at the female orcress.
'Whud we do firs' he said already at a lose for any kind of words. Now he would see what all the female had in mind.
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