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... ooked at me, also annoyed. My feet, bare, steadily walked the earth toward him. The warchief's cold and heavy dangling head hung by my side.
Soon enough, a frown of anger appeared on the commander's complexion. Why get angry? As if it would calm the man down, I held out the "Warlord Orc Head" quest item to him, hoping the gesture taught him what I'd do with his head if he started pestering me, too. But no, the man wouldn't have it—his eyes, from behind the visor of his helm, doubled with a ...
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