Surfside Tales of Az'izi

IC blog for Az'izi | Cinnamon "Troll" (LOL) | Monk | Surfing Enthusiast | Peace loving Hippy | Wra-H | 25+ player | Follows come from @akeza-ku

[xtrongblack]

[the-artful-ashley]

Learning to paint on Krita before I dive into Patreon paintings and finishing up an art trade! I have to say I looooove this program. Its free and has all the stuff you need to paint anything!

This is my Zi! @surfsidetales!!

[adilynia-kiden]

“No matter what happens in life, be good to people. Being good to others is a wonderful legacy to leave behind.”

— (via purplebuddhaquotes)

[kristensnotebook]

She had flowers in her hair flowers in her heart so if you’re forgetting all the ways that life is beautiful go and find her – she’ll be somewhere in the forest by the sea or in the garden waiting for you to come and see.

Kristen Costello  (via kristensnotebook)

[enigmatic-elegance]

Please reblog this if you RP on WrA or are a WoW RPer in general.

I follow very few rp blogs which is odd given I’m an rper myself. I want to change that and saturate my dash in the fantastic writers this community has. I know people have done these sorts of things before, but here is another! Reblog this to your alt blogs as well and I’ll give them a follow!

And feel free to tag blogs that you think I should follow, too! Thank you!

[surfsidetales]

But yet, she smiled.

The day was done and the sun was setting pink over the horizon as waves gently rolled out like a carpet of dreams that Zizi was afraid of forgetting. Beside her she vaguely heard the crackle of the fire she had started for both cooking and to keep her warm. Her blue eyes watched those luminous last rays of daylight cast over the waters before her, reflecting their warmth in a haze of color and beauty.

She gave a soft smile, water still clung to her face and dreadlocks from being in those waters just moments before. No one knew anything much about her that she saw day to day within Orgrimmar. Those within her village upon the Echo Isles didn’t care to know much about her, finding her odd and going far too much against the grain of their beliefs and the norm their little society wanted her to be. But that didn’t bother her all too much. She always told herself she was alone, not lonely. But sometimes.. she felt it in her heart. It was a heart so loving, generous and kind, though was hardly ever afforded the same in return. 

Not even Akhu’ni and Akeza’Ku knew how alone in the world their their small, young friend was. She always talked of her mother and father as if they were still alive and had not died upon the shores of Pandaria before the war there hardly had time to even get started. She never told anyone she was raised by the Pandaren teacher they left her in the care of until she was of age to come back to the Echo Isles alone, and that was only because her teacher died too. 

But yet, she smiled. Tears mixed with the water that moved over the apples of her sky blue cheeks. But yet.. she smiled. Her eyes ventured over towards the small tent she used as shelter, that never really sheltered her from the rain and storms. It never held her when she was scared or felt like crying. It never comforted her when she felt down, but at least it was there. No, the only thing that did all those things for her was the ocean she so loved. When her heart ached and yearned for connection to someone or just something, it was the blue waters that kissed her feet, her face and hands and let her know life was still something golden and meant to be cherished. 

No one understood really what this surfing was that she mentioned when she told them, which she found very odd. She surely wasn’t the one that invented it, but somehow it seemed to alienate her even more, especially with her few friends she liked to do it with were away to the war in Zandalar and Kul’Tiras. They didnt’ come around as much either as she liked to admit, and when they did they had to sneak and do it, knowing if their families were to find out they were hanging around her that she’d likely never see them again.

She was an outcast. No one wanted her when she came back to Echo Isles. She wasn’t seen as someone who would be a good mate for a son, mainly because she fancied the daughters of the village as well as the sons. She didn’t live her life trying to please anyone but herself in the most harmless of ways. She wasn’t quiet about how she felt, and she felt so deeply. It was so frowned upon. SHE was so frowned upon.

But yet, she smiled...

[[ @akeza-ku @darkspearakhuni for mentions ]]

[the-artful-ashley]

@surfsidetales

[surfsidetales]

Wonderful board of my Zi made by @darkspearakhuni / @shadowdaggerooc!!

I love it friend!!!

[crazy-tea-lover]

What we all thought when we saw Bwonsamdi

[surfsidetales]

Rp continued from here.

Zi shrugged her shoulders upwards, still smiling, especially at Akhu’s own light heartedness. “Sometime I like to come to de tavern roun’ hea’ in de Valley o’ Hona’.” Her eyes flitted in the direction of the gates that lead towards where she spoke. “Mos’ of me friends be off fightin’ dis wah, so I get loneleh sometimes.” She paused a moment seeming to ponder for a moment, she then gave a mischievous grin, her eyes narrowing in thought.

“Besides..” she began again, looking back up towards the druid, “.. It be fun to pick at de elfehs dat hang ‘round. Now we got dem oddas, and dey mo’ uppety dan de blood elfehs. Dey realleh fun to get riled up.” She cackled out softly again, finally taking a bite of her mango. There was also a pack resting at her hip, its heavy, well-worn cloth strap going diagonally over her shoulder. From it she pulled a Kaja cola, popping the tab and sticking in a silly looking straw that was bright pink in color.  She took a long slurp from the straw before she was satisfied. “Aaaah..” she sighed happily. “De fizz o’ dis stuff neva’ be beat, mon!” She declared with another laugh, “Ja wan’ one? I got anodda!”

@darkspearakhuni

[darkspearakhuni-blog]

His head tilted over his shoulder to the archway behind him, motioning to it afterward as he responded to her. “Dis one o’ mah fav’rites ta come to when ah be in de citeh. Me an’ an’ mah mate, Keza, sometimes go ta drink dere. D’ough.. she can’t drink too much anehmore. She got a babeh on de way now.” He smiled much wider now, obviously proud and excited for being able to state such a fact. “Akhu know dat feelin’ monessa. Ah was always alone befo’ ah met ‘er. Ja got a friend in me Zizi, even if ah had ta pay fa ja mango.” A soft snicker came from him, arms crossed over his middle.

He couldn’t help but laugh rather boisterously, nodding in agreement. “It realleh be fun ta mess wit’ de elfehs! Ah nah very fond o’ dem mahself, but, ta see how dey react make it all de bettah.” He cracked a grin at that, ears perking at the popping of the can. He sniffed in her direction, trying to catch a scent of the drink that she held. “Hmmn.. Ah nevah ‘ad it. It be good?” He questioned some, head tilting to the side like a curious animal.

(( @surfsidetales ))

[surfsidetales]

Her head nodded happily more than a few times, beaming a bright smile up to him. “Ja feel dem fizzehs all de way down and even sometimes.” She held up a finger as if for him to wait before a small burp exited her mouth. “Dey come right on back up and make ja laugh. Gives a mon a lotta enahgy too!” She held out the can to him still. “Ja jus’ pop de tab, mon an’ take a big drink. I got anodda straw too if ja wan’ one! Seems like a straw make mo’ o’ dem fizzehs.”

She giggled, hoping he would take the cola, mainly because she wanted to get back to eating her mango that was now balancing on her head. “It haffa good taste too, Khu-khu! I donno how to say it because I neva’ tas’e aneht’ing like it! But I”m sure ja love it!”

Her head bobbed along with his words beforehand as well, not missing for a moment that he spoke so fondly of his mate and this made her smile even more. “I like to meet her too if she as nice as joo, mon! Congratulations on ja babeh, too. When she goin’ be haffin’ it?” she asked, her eyes lighting up. Zi adored children, especially cute and squishy babies.

@darkspearakhuni

[darkspearakhuni-blog]

A hand carefully reached out to take the can, holding it up for a moment as he looked it over. He had been disconnected for a time from society before recent, so such a thing like this… a simple drink was still odd to him. “Where it be..” He muttered to himself, reaching to the top and pulling the tab that he had seen her do. With a pop, it opened and he brought it up for a sniff. “Dat be strong, mon. Real sweet smellin’.” He couldn’t help the cackle that escaped him at the burp she made, bringing it up to take a sip from it. The flavor went down his throat and his eyes widened some. “Oh.. dis be realleh good! Ja was right!” 

He glanced up, just having noticed that she was balancing the mango on her head. He snickered out softly, “Ja talented too! Ja could join de Darkmoon Circus if ja realleh wanted. Ah could too.” He leaned down to set the can on the ground, promptly removing the three bones from his belt, holding them in his hands before he began juggling them. He even did a little dance as he did so as if he were a circus monkey. 

“Ah t’ink ja would like Keza! She be a sweet’eart, a bit rough on de outside but dat be what drew me ta ‘er. She da bes’, dat jus’ be it. And we jus’ figah’d dat she have de babeh.. so nah for a while. Six mont’s maybeh.” And on those final words, he caught the bones one by one after he tossed them up into the air, making a dramatic and flourished bow to the Trolless. “We could make ou’ own fair if we wan’ed! Keza be a raptah trainah, bet’ja she could teach dem all dose tricks.” He grinned some, continuing to laugh as he did and slap his knee before he reached down to get his can of Kaja-Cola, sipping from it once more.

@surfsidetales

[surfsidetales]

Zi found Akhu to be very entertaining and friendly to boot! She knew then that the older troll would be important to her for a very long time if not from then on. It was as if they had bonded immediately. It sort of made her gut twist a little bit, remembering the kind man that her father was before he died. Akhu reminded her of him a lot. She couldn't help but smile and giggle at his words. Akhu was a dreamer, she could tell. So was she really. Always dreaming about some big adventure that she would take some time. She didn't realize off the bat how she let the silence linger between them and that she was staring at him as if he was someone who had been missing from her for so long. Finally, she caught herself, clearing her throat. Her head nodded a few enthusiastic times as she replied. "Yah, mon! I can see day happ'nin!!!" She took a long sip of her own cola, soon setting it down beside of her and placing her mango in her mouth to hold it.

It was then she stood on her hands and began to walk on them a good distance. A giggle escaped her, muffled from holding her mango in her mouth, balancing on one of her hands alone. She then simply bent her body and stood up on her feet again. "I know some tricks too, mon. I train' long time wit dem Pandaren!" She said happily before continuing to munch on the tasty fruit.

@darkspearakhuni

[surfsidetales]

Character Sheet for Az’izi!!

Name: Az’izi (Ahz-eezee)

Nickname(s): Zi, Zizi, Azzy

Race: Troll

Tribe: Darkspear

Age: 19

Birthplace: Stranglethorn Vale, on the coast.

Residence: Echo Isles (Coast) when she’s still, otherwise she travels

Height: 6′0″

Weight: 130lbs

Eye Color: Blue (because of chiiii~)

Build: Athletic, much like in game model.

Aesthetics: Oceans, marine life, surfboards, dreadlocks, tribal vibes, positive energy, crystals, sea shells, shark teeth, beaches, beachwear, beach jewelry.

Dislikes: Negative people, Being Angry, War, hateful people…mean people.

About: Zi is the cheery sort, always sporting a smile and calm, warm eyes that are as blue as the oceans she so loves. She stands at a much shorter stature than most of the females of her kin, only reaching about six feet even in height. This has caused her quite the bit of ridicule. But! She doesn’t let it get her down at all always looking at the sunny side of things. Like, not being so tall helps her get a lot better balance on a surf board!Her hair is kept in tightly woven, small dreadlocks adorned with all sorts of cool stuff. Within its electric pink locks one will find puka shells, sea shells, shark’s teeth, and beads all of different colors and material. Wood, bone, rock, -and- metal to be honest. Her skin might remind one of the sky right before the sun is about to set and everything has that warm, loving, and peaceful glow with a hint of a sea foam hue to the blue. She has a few scars to note, one being on the back of her right calf that looks like teeth. She had a terrifying run in with a small shark species off the coast of the Echo Isles, but this never dampens her spirit or gives her reason to not get in the water. It only made her find a new and more profound respect for the aquatic life that lives within it. She is to note, a mistweaver, trained by the Pandarens at a very young age when her parents took her with them to the Jade Forest during the war campaign there. To keep her delightful yet mischievous self out of mostly harmless trouble, they found her a teacher and she caught on rather well once she truly realized how to put the hyper and bright energy into and channel into the chi she harnesses today. While she was also taught how to fight if she had to, she prefers to not do so. She is a peaceful creature, choosing to heal over maiming or resulting to violence. Speaking of, she isn’t easy to make mad. She figures people will have their own opinions and whatever they may be, they really aren’t any of her business or concern. Don’t worry, be happy, mon!

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[surfsidetales]

Rp continued from here.

Zi shrugged her shoulders upwards, still smiling, especially at Akhu’s own light heartedness. “Sometime I like to come to de tavern roun’ hea’ in de Valley o’ Hona’.” Her eyes flitted in the direction of the gates that lead towards where she spoke. “Mos’ of me friends be off fightin’ dis wah, so I get loneleh sometimes.” She paused a moment seeming to ponder for a moment, she then gave a mischievous grin, her eyes narrowing in thought.

“Besides..” she began again, looking back up towards the druid, “.. It be fun to pick at de elfehs dat hang ‘round. Now we got dem oddas, and dey mo’ uppety dan de blood elfehs. Dey realleh fun to get riled up.” She cackled out softly again, finally taking a bite of her mango. There was also a pack resting at her hip, its heavy, well-worn cloth strap going diagonally over her shoulder. From it she pulled a Kaja cola, popping the tab and sticking in a silly looking straw that was bright pink in color.  She took a long slurp from the straw before she was satisfied. “Aaaah..” she sighed happily. “De fizz o’ dis stuff neva’ be beat, mon!” She declared with another laugh, “Ja wan’ one? I got anodda!”

@darkspearakhuni

[darkspearakhuni-blog]

His head tilted over his shoulder to the archway behind him, motioning to it afterward as he responded to her. “Dis one o’ mah fav’rites ta come to when ah be in de citeh. Me an’ an’ mah mate, Keza, sometimes go ta drink dere. D’ough.. she can’t drink too much anehmore. She got a babeh on de way now.” He smiled much wider now, obviously proud and excited for being able to state such a fact. “Akhu know dat feelin’ monessa. Ah was always alone befo’ ah met ‘er. Ja got a friend in me Zizi, even if ah had ta pay fa ja mango.” A soft snicker came from him, arms crossed over his middle.

He couldn’t help but laugh rather boisterously, nodding in agreement. “It realleh be fun ta mess wit’ de elfehs! Ah nah very fond o’ dem mahself, but, ta see how dey react make it all de bettah.” He cracked a grin at that, ears perking at the popping of the can. He sniffed in her direction, trying to catch a scent of the drink that she held. “Hmmn.. Ah nevah ‘ad it. It be good?” He questioned some, head tilting to the side like a curious animal.

(( @surfsidetales ))

[surfsidetales]

Her head nodded happily more than a few times, beaming a bright smile up to him. “Ja feel dem fizzehs all de way down and even sometimes.” She held up a finger as if for him to wait before a small burp exited her mouth. “Dey come right on back up and make ja laugh. Gives a mon a lotta enahgy too!” She held out the can to him still. “Ja jus’ pop de tab, mon an’ take a big drink. I got anodda straw too if ja wan’ one! Seems like a straw make mo’ o’ dem fizzehs.”

She giggled, hoping he would take the cola, mainly because she wanted to get back to eating her mango that was now balancing on her head. “It haffa good taste too, Khu-khu! I donno how to say it because I neva’ tas’e aneht’ing like it! But I”m sure ja love it!”

Her head bobbed along with his words beforehand as well, not missing for a moment that he spoke so fondly of his mate and this made her smile even more. “I like to meet her too if she as nice as joo, mon! Congratulations on ja babeh, too. When she goin’ be haffin’ it?” she asked, her eyes lighting up. Zi adored children, especially cute and squishy babies.

@darkspearakhuni

[the-artful-ashley]

A little warm up doodle of my new troll monk Az’izi or Zi as she likes to be called!

I was glad to finally be able to finish it after doing things with the kiddos!!

Her tumblr is @surfsidetales - Go check her out!!

[surfsidetales]

Rp continued from here.

Zi shrugged her shoulders upwards, still smiling, especially at Akhu’s own light heartedness. “Sometime I like to come to de tavern roun’ hea’ in de Valley o’ Hona’.” Her eyes flitted in the direction of the gates that lead towards where she spoke. “Mos’ of me friends be off fightin’ dis wah, so I get loneleh sometimes.” She paused a moment seeming to ponder for a moment, she then gave a mischievous grin, her eyes narrowing in thought.

“Besides..” she began again, looking back up towards the druid, “.. It be fun to pick at de elfehs dat hang ‘round. Now we got dem oddas, and dey mo’ uppety dan de blood elfehs. Dey realleh fun to get riled up.” She cackled out softly again, finally taking a bite of her mango. There was also a pack resting at her hip, its heavy, well-worn cloth strap going diagonally over her shoulder. From it she pulled a Kaja cola, popping the tab and sticking in a silly looking straw that was bright pink in color.  She took a long slurp from the straw before she was satisfied. “Aaaah..” she sighed happily. “De fizz o’ dis stuff neva’ be beat, mon!” She declared with another laugh, “Ja wan’ one? I got anodda!”

@darkspearakhuni

[surfsidetales]

Dust flew beneath her feet as Zi ran through the streets of Orgrimmar. She found simple walking to be quite a bore honestly. She had a bright and happy smile upon her young face, weaving in and out of crowds and clusters of people. An orc with a fruit cart began trudging along directly in her path, her blue eyes widening in surprise! She was able to maneuver and adapt though, even reaching her hand out as she darted left with a small leap that pressed the pad of her foot to a corner of a building that she could push off of. The fruit seller called after her rather angrily, having seen her reach that arm out and snag a mango off the cart.

She turned her head back to peer over her shoulder with a giggle as she landed back on the ground. “I swea’ I pay fa’ it lata’, mon!!” She called out in return, her feet still moving until she was halted by something much larger than she and completely solid. Back on her bottom she fell, though didn’t lose grip on the mango she had taken. Dazed blue eyes then peered upwards and went wide again in a different kind of surprise. A very tall troll male stood before her with a bear skin cloak. She had ran into him full force with her lanky noodle frame. “Sorreh, mon!” She exclaimed apologetically, trying to scramble to her feet once more. The fruit orc was still shouting at her for being a thief.

@darkspearakhuni

[darkspearakhuni-blog]

Akhu had been wandering about the city, seeming to be more accustomed to it since his time away in Zandalar. He found himself more comfortable in these city walls compared to the large golden city, full of Trolls that he did not find himself fond of. He stopped upon the path going toward the Valley of Honor, having seen a small scuffle between a Sin’dorei and another Troll, something he was not surprised of seeing. Though, his attention was drawn elsewhere as he felt his form lurch forward suddenly, his foot planting into the ground to keep himself from falling. “Wha’ de-?!” He turned to see the small female Troll trying to stand up, holding a mango in her hand and the Orc yelling at her for thieving.

His hairless brow perked up, hand brushing down the side of his bearded face before he reached into a small pouch on his belt, pulling out some coins and jogging over to the vendor to pay for the mango. “Here ja go, mon. Don’t ja worreh ‘bout it, eh?” Once the Orc grunted in return, he made his way back to the woman with light pads of his feet in his bear-feet boots. “Wha’ ja doin’ takin’ dat mango dere, li’l monessa? An’ nah worreh fa runnin’ inta me. Ja know ja gotta pay fa dat?” He offered a lighthearted grin at Zi, knowing she was younger and acting like such.

@surfsidetales

[surfsidetales]

She finally managed to get to her feet, dusting off what appeared to be a tribal looking swimsuit with a simple cloth wrap around her bottom. It flowed about her legs as she gave a sheepish smile to Ahku. “I be goin'a pay him, but I did nah wanna stop yet. I figga he be dere when I come back t'rough!” She grinned broadly then taking, folding her hands behind her back with the fingers of one hand crossed. “But t'ank ja fa’ payin!!”

@darkspearakhuni

[darkspearakhuni-blog]

He shrugged his shoulders idly at the exclamation she gave him, shaking his head for a moment. “Be not’in’ ‘bout it. Didn’t t’ink havin’ some o’ de shopkeepah’s on ja bad side be a good t’ing.” He cracked a bit of smirk, cackling out as his hands rest on his hips while he stood straight up, obviously towering over the younger Troll. He pulled his hood back to shake his hair out, so that his face was shown more as he spoke.

“Wha’ ja name be speedy monessa? Ah be Akhu’ni. Druid o’ de claw and speakah of de bones.” His hand made a dramatic gesture to his belt, sweeping over the three bones that hung off of it.

@surfsidetales

[surfsidetales]

Rocking up on the balls of her feet she smiled, hands going behind her back again. She peered around a moment before looking back up to Akhu, laughing softly. “Me name be Az’izi, but ja jus’ be callin’ me Zizi, yah? It be wat I likin’ bes’!”

She then seemed to settle back down as she studied the older, taller man, though her smile never ceased. “Be realleh nice to meet ja, Akhu’ni! Mebbe I just call ja Khu-khu~!” she teased in light hearted fun and good nature, crossing her eyes and whirling a finger around beside her head. “Ja haffa be a crazeh mon to believe dem bones speak to ja, hmm?” A light giggle escaped her, picking one of the flowers out of her hair and plopping it behind one of his ears, grinning from ear to ear. She was definitely the hyper sort of young one.

@darkspearakhuni

[surfsidetales]

Dust flew beneath her feet as Zi ran through the streets of Orgrimmar. She found simple walking to be quite a bore honestly. She had a bright and happy smile upon her young face, weaving in and out of crowds and clusters of people. An orc with a fruit cart began trudging along directly in her path, her blue eyes widening in surprise! She was able to maneuver and adapt though, even reaching her hand out as she darted left with a small leap that pressed the pad of her foot to a corner of a building that she could push off of. The fruit seller called after her rather angrily, having seen her reach that arm out and snag a mango off the cart.

She turned her head back to peer over her shoulder with a giggle as she landed back on the ground. “I swea’ I pay fa’ it lata’, mon!!” She called out in return, her feet still moving until she was halted by something much larger than she and completely solid. Back on her bottom she fell, though didn’t lose grip on the mango she had taken. Dazed blue eyes then peered upwards and went wide again in a different kind of surprise. A very tall troll male stood before her with a bear skin cloak. She had ran into him full force with her lanky noodle frame. “Sorreh, mon!” She exclaimed apologetically, trying to scramble to her feet once more. The fruit orc was still shouting at her for being a thief.

@darkspearakhuni

[darkspearakhuni-blog]

Akhu had been wandering about the city, seeming to be more accustomed to it since his time away in Zandalar. He found himself more comfortable in these city walls compared to the large golden city, full of Trolls that he did not find himself fond of. He stopped upon the path going toward the Valley of Honor, having seen a small scuffle between a Sin’dorei and another Troll, something he was not surprised of seeing. Though, his attention was drawn elsewhere as he felt his form lurch forward suddenly, his foot planting into the ground to keep himself from falling. “Wha’ de-?!” He turned to see the small female Troll trying to stand up, holding a mango in her hand and the Orc yelling at her for thieving.

His hairless brow perked up, hand brushing down the side of his bearded face before he reached into a small pouch on his belt, pulling out some coins and jogging over to the vendor to pay for the mango. “Here ja go, mon. Don’t ja worreh ‘bout it, eh?” Once the Orc grunted in return, he made his way back to the woman with light pads of his feet in his bear-feet boots. “Wha’ ja doin’ takin’ dat mango dere, li’l monessa? An’ nah worreh fa runnin’ inta me. Ja know ja gotta pay fa dat?” He offered a lighthearted grin at Zi, knowing she was younger and acting like such.

@surfsidetales

[surfsidetales]

She finally managed to get to her feet, dusting off what appeared to be a tribal looking swimsuit with a simple cloth wrap around her bottom. It flowed about her legs as she gave a sheepish smile to Ahku. "I be goin'a pay him, but I did nah wanna stop yet. I figga he be dere when I come back t'rough!" She grinned broadly then taking, folding her hands behind her back with the fingers of one hand crossed. "But t'ank ja fa' payin!!"

@darkspearakhuni

[surfsidetales]

Dust flew beneath her feet as Zi ran through the streets of Orgrimmar. She found simple walking to be quite a bore honestly. She had a bright and happy smile upon her young face, weaving in and out of crowds and clusters of people. An orc with a fruit cart began trudging along directly in her path, her blue eyes widening in surprise! She was able to maneuver and adapt though, even reaching her hand out as she darted left with a small leap that pressed the pad of her foot to a corner of a building that she could push off of. The fruit seller called after her rather angrily, having seen her reach that arm out and snag a mango off the cart.

She turned her head back to peer over her shoulder with a giggle as she landed back on the ground. "I swea' I pay fa' it lata', mon!!" She called out in return, her feet still moving until she was halted by something much larger than she and completely solid. Back on her bottom she fell, though didn't lose grip on the mango she had taken. Dazed blue eyes then peered upwards and went wide again in a different kind of surprise. A very tall troll male stood before her with a bear skin cloak. She had ran into him full force with her lanky noodle frame. "Sorreh, mon!" She exclaimed apologetically, trying to scramble to her feet once more. The fruit orc was still shouting at her for being a thief.

@darkspearakhuni