Lumpy

Lumpy rolls his eyes,

"Course, it's obviously entirely their fault. Since obviously, ya weren't FORCED inta chasing them by some third party or something. Or since the object in question wasn't forged by a dangerous person fer dangerous ends. Nope, all the blame is theirs." He shakes his head curtly, "Lemme fill ya in here. There's hundreds, thousands'a people in this world, doing what they gotta ta make their way. Sometimes jobs are simple, sometimes they ain't And sometimes it ain't worth it ta ask too many questions. That their business ended up entagnling ya, weren't necessarily their fault, nor likely their intention. Regrettable as it may be, killing them won't settle yer friend's soul, I reckon."

The gruff orc snorts belligerantly at Aeroz' continued posturing,

"But in case I wasn't clear that weren't a suggestion. There won't be any killing. Bludgeoning into unconsciousness, potentially. No killing."