Language of Fists

Tungars! I hate damned Tungars! They're thick and they stink! They're just like Choof, but smaller.
I saw them running towards the Barren Ridge. I think they have another settlement there. Let's attack them first, before they kill us all!
Go to the Barren Ridge and feed ten of them to the worms. If you find a whole camp, burn it to the ground! Make them fear us!

Well, well, how many Tungars have you finished off today?

People think that we, Minotaurs, are mean and rude. That's not true! They just tease us all the time, they call us horned dimwits, and we get angry. So we hit the mockers first! Everyone gets the language of fists.