Goradak shook his head at the humans statement. "That don't explain why you picked 'em up in such a hurry. My coin bag is open, you plan it, but you not good 'nuff." Goradak was obviously referring to the fact that Jaks had dropped the coins instead of catching them.
When Goradak turned and noticed the man taking coins that no doubt had fallen out of his coin bag, whether by force or by accident, but it was clearly obvious that this man had no intention of giving the coins back at his speedy pickup. With a swift movement for a big guy, Goradak pushed himself...
Goradak continued his smirk as he rested his feet upon the table, the continuous stream of Alcohol heading his way was finally getting to his head. This became quite clear as his laugh suddenly got more obnoxious as he watched the different happenings of the Tavern, whether it was from a random...
Goradak leaned back in the chair which sat at his normal spot, the large Half-Orc had made a name for himself at The Dizzy Dwarfs, 'Drunken Barbarian' is what they said; not that he was a rowdy drunk, he just drank until he couldn't any longer then stumbled about talking to the others in the...