Plan B

Listen up, soldier! We need to talk.

Here's the deal. Drabova says you're planning to fight a golem? Heh, and they say we orcs are stupid and always trying to solving our problems with brute force... They say we have to use our heads, hah!

Well, now we're at peace with those slimies. They've been living in their puddle for who knows how many decades, and they've seen our wormfaced friends rest... resto... I mean, fix that massive golem!

And if I were you, I'd talk to the slimies' leader before trying to climb the bayonets ass first. Perhaps you'll work out a better idea, eh!

Howdy, beanpole! Come on in, make yourself at home. The lakefolk are always glad to see you!

Are you here on business or just dropping by for some fish soup?