Snippet #1167935

"Good of you to come along when you did, Captain, another moment and I fear I may have lost my head. I fear we carry grave news from further south and have little time for pleasantries. Nevertheless I am in your debt, might this orc be allowed to buy you a warm meal?" The orc was grateful, and Jack Highwind lowered his head in a nod and a slight smile.

"I thank you, noble Orc." He said. "But I do not wish to seem rude by imposing on your company."

Vinsces studied the nimble young man curiously for a moment or two, and then let out a burly laugh.
"Bwahahaha! I don't understand fancy words, little one, but I do know you saved us a fight! We ought to be thankin' you! I agree with my humongous comrade here!" He slapped Osefi in the back once more. "I'm a spearman from Vorst, and we never forget to pay back debts owed!" He grinned at the young man again.

Highwind studied the giant for a moment, then bowed slightly.
"Very well." He agreed with a smile. "Provided none of your companions have any objections, I would be delighted to dine with your group tonight." He looked at the rest of the group. "By the looks of it, you have all seen battle recently. If you require treatment for your wounds, I have some humble knowledge of the healing arts."

"I'm fine!" Vinsces said, hitting his own chest heavily as if to prove his point. "It takes more than a couple of scratches to fell this giant. Bwahahahahaha!"

Jack Highwind nodded slightly.
"So I see." He agreed. "What say your comrades?"