I finished strengthening my club when I looked up to see one of the Orc young males smiling at me. I grinned at him. He grunted at me growled. He told me that the first asshole had come up to fight me in a dual.
I laughed. "What's your name, friend?" I asked.
He told me his name was Irontooth Fighter. The name and his gusto remind me of Iron Fang at the Williams Pack lands. I would have to talk to him again soon to see how he was doing.
I nodded as I got to my feet. I attached my sword magically behind me. I felt my weapon locked to my back and I walked forward. Iron tooth Fighter moved aside.
It was mid morning and early in the day. I wondered how much time had advanced in this realm and back in Drakescape. I shrugged the thought for now. I would deal with that later when I was allowed to return home. Home?! Drakescape was home now.
