[RoS] Soldiers of Fortune (IC)

[XIII]

Urukubarr let out slow deep chuckle, the boy gave himself away. "Tell me, boy, what is you seeking?" Uruk put a finger up at the boy before letting him answer, "Please, no lies."
Uruk's patience for the cloak-and-dagger games was running very thin, he'd hate to make an example of the boy. Ruark paced back and forth with his 'devil-may-care' swagger, keeping his eyes on the boy. "Ahhh, watch it, boy. Uruk doesn't seem in the mood for games today. Tearing apart those demons put him in a mood. If you fancy your arms attached, I'd watch my tongue."