Marion Mordis
Marion turned her head to watch the blossoming of violence with an unimpressed eye. She did not hold it against Mor'Lagh herself, for though she had only known the ogre for a brief spell the dual-headed creature did not seem the provocative type. So, Marion conjectured, she must have been lured into a fight.
Turning her head back to look at the orc while green bodies and ogres smacked against each other in the background, Marion rose her voice but still kept a hint of quiet discretion.
"And what is your purpose in all of this?" she asked.
"Forgive me for not believing that a orc of your years would be helping some human girl in her goals simply from the goodness of his heart..."