Andrew White
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"Ow, ow, ow… owie!" With that, the goofy lady appeared, rubbing her behind with a hand, and left her goofy entrance at that for now. The girl's butt fell flat on the earth, pressed between her two folded legs, the pain made her furrow her brow. Realizing she had passed through, she looked up with embarrassment, scratched the back of her head awkwardly, and slightly bowed her head, for no more than a second, to the stiff commander. The sight of her made me chuckle and smile. Why, because she happened to…
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I wore tattered rags. The grass wore its beautiful green, shiny coat. The soldier-wall was adorned by a metallic-gray metal, so dense and heavy. And the commander in charge, armed with surprise, looked 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,…
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Darting to either my left or right, I avoided the tents that came my way. To the rear. That was my destination. More precisely, I was headed to some place they called the Guild Bureau. It wasn't the headquarters of the human guild of adventurers, but it was some other office they had, situated at the outpost of the battle against an orc country. Said branch office of the Guild Bureau was established not on the battlefield, but further behind it in the human settlement. That was the broad place I first saw…
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It was too bad learning a tongue didn't work like learning a skill. I'd just have to wait until the System said I was through learning such and such people's tongue, saying it's a passive skill, and that would be a done deal. Unfortunately, it wasn't as easy, but I'd say compared to the conventional way of learning a tongue, that was literally a cheat. At any rate, that's how I learned a language. And spending an additional three minutes both listening and speaking with the orcs, I asserted I was…
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He and I spoke well. I stood up and killed the knight as he kept repeating "Curse this life!" After I was done here, the quest read 29 enemies dealt with out of 30. I just needed one more Turning my heels on the bloodbath, I faced the orcs. With light steps, I walked up to them, holding out the orcish dagger to the crazy orc. His thick fingers were placed on my hand, but he didn't take the weapon back. Instead, his fingers were wrapped around mine, as if with brotherly affection, and slid back the dagger…
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Briefly, I mentioned the kind ma'am from the Sville village, educating the orc, as she had educated me. The lesson was that everything had a price, in life, and so, if the orcs' friendship had a price, I'd gladly pay for it as I paid for my food. Again, the language barrier probably prevented the orc from grasping the essence of what I said, but he strongly nodded to my every word—up till some voice yelled out in the rather silent room. "DO NOT PANIC, MY BRAVE ADVENTURER!" the voice shouted. As it…
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I quite frankly seemed to have been conceited about the situation, at the time. I genuinely thought the orcs simply wanted to befriend the monster, and that it was okay for me to just take their trash (the human prisoners) out before I was done here. What I said, then, was only "Sure, I can do that—" But one large palm was suddenly set on top of my head. Struggling, I grunted and tried to get it off of me. Should I call off the human form? I decided against it, I didn't want to make a bad first…
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Two biggest eyes peering straight into mine, our faces were unnaturally close to each other, but neither of us drew his face away, ending the awkward battle of stares. For a minute, we stared at each other. Damn, if the orc had been a pretty lady, I wouldn't be so annoyed, but… Thankfully, a change occurred on his face. The orc's thick red-tanned lips arched up in a crazy grin, leaving his eyes half-closed by his chunky cheeks. I did try to mimic his ridiculously impressive smile, but I wouldn't be able…
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Then it was just that—an unforeseen event. As such, it went on with a Splash of water on my face. A cold bucket was emptied on me with a jerky movement. My black hair was plastered on my forehead and my face was dripping with water. Feeling the disagreeable, chilling sensation of the cold water on my body, my body came to with a quickened heartbeat. I was awake only then. And my mind was still blurry enough. After I was assaulted by the cold sensation of water on my head, shoulders, and chest, my eyes…
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Still at the heart of the battlefield, I peered over my shoulder and contemplated the frontline behind my back. It was pushed further back. The humans really went at it—with each minute, a good handful of orcs fell. Humans were brought down, too, obviously, but the casualties were negligible. It was time to wrap the quest up. For a reason I ignored, I closed my eyes. My eyelids were shut tight. Then, slowly drawing a breath of air I wished wasn't reeking of blood and iron, I breathed in and out…
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