Torokk scratches his head. "Guess he was sleeping. Maybe the storm woke him up - or the goblinmen."
He collects as much of the coinage as he can, piling it onto the bier in the middle of the room to count it.
Torokk scratches his head. "Guess he was sleeping. Maybe the storm woke him up - or the goblinmen."
He collects as much of the coinage as he can, piling it onto the bier in the middle of the room to count it.