| Dialogue |
Dialogue Text |
|---|
| 0x00026aa3 |
You've found the shrine of the Lord Malacath, friend Orc. You are welcome here. |
| 0x0001ebbd |
You dare come here to the shrine of our lord? You are not one of us. |
| 0x0001ec3e |
Good thinking. You want to keep your good looks, go talk to some nice pretty gods. |
| 0x00026b5f |
Afraid He might mess up that pretty face? Good thinking. |
| 0x0001ec3d |
Orcs are always welcome. But Malacath wants a present. Like Troll fat. And only Troll fat. |
| 0x00026b5e |
Then go on and do your approaching. But Malacath wants a present. He likes Troll fat. And he likes only Troll fat. |
| 0x000981fa |
Drad's a fancy pants who lives in a pretty house with a pretty wife because he screws over folks like you and me. He makes us puke. |
| 0x0001ec4f |
Lord Malacath doesn't want the little brothers locked up, working like donkeys so men don't get their pretty pink hands all dirty. Makes Him mad. |
| 0x0001ec2e |
Malacath likes Orcs... when He likes anything. So you can approach the shrine. He won't hurt you. Really. Go ahead. |
| 0x0001ec2f |
You're not one of Malacath's favorite people. He likes Orcs. Too bad for you. So you approach His shrine at your own risk. |
| 0x00098201 |
I guess you haven't heard. We don't like the 'beautiful people'. But maybe you can persuade me you're ugly inside... |