you enter the quartermasters store... there you see a female orc, polishing a notched greataxe, on her neck is a long cut... she clearly has been almost killed, but the look in her eye states how much of a fire she has in her... she gives a uncaring look to you and continues to deal with the blade "better hurry up.... ill be closin pretty soon f*** face..." she sits behind a counter, in turn behind her is a assortment of plunder that has been catagorized into piles... you can see some of your own equipment scattered around