How long has it been since I arrived in this wretches town that treats my kinds worse than the pigs they eat? Since how long has it been I've tasted elven flesh? Much to long...

I am Prish Merg, singer of the one eye. Currently trying to enter the one man clan of RedClaw. Chieften, is obviously a capable warrior and does not tolerate disrespect. I throw my entire soul behind his grand compaign to destroy the elven warband and any other factions in this puny town can throw at us. Drow, goblins, Lizard folk, and a dragon, Bah. This town seems to have survived it all. This place...reeks of death. How I dispise the dwarves and elves, how dare they oppose the might of the All seeing one! But 1st, one must build an army...