Lumpy Half-Orc Warrior

Lumpy watches the others argue impatiently for a bit, then scowls, stepping away from the wall towards the middle of the passage, muttering, "Screw this."

He clears his throat, bellowing down the bend, "Hey, out with ya, before I hafta come in! We ain't got all day!" Under his breath, "..or night, whatever."

His hands flex around his flail, waiting for a response of some kind, and looking about ready to charge in.