C.A.R.P.S.

*An orc enters the inn, shaking the snow and leaves from himself. He stops and does a double take as he approaches the bar. He pulls down the hood of his cloak to reveal the two horns rising from his forehead, and the warpaint adorning his green skin. There is a ferocity to his appearance that is not reflected in his movements or his eyes. Rather a strange gentle nature seems to be shown in them. He walk up to the bar smiling as he looks around the room and moves straight to Bombur*

Hey Bombur! How's yuse guys doin? Flogg been out in da woods doin some thinkin and plottin. Needed to get away after brudders leave. Needed to figure out where Flogg need be. So whats da happenins while Flogg been gone? Folks still fightin and fumin? Gots any good ale ta drink? Flogg could use some good booze ta celebrate Flogg's returnin ta dis place.