Storm and Nill walk through the orc village. Some orcs look their way while others just continue about their business. The Draconian soldiers look at them both, their noses twitching, but they either greet them before returning to what they were doing or they simply look away. Orc children run through the streets playing some sort of game with pinecones. The general energy of the village is very upbeat and it seems as though everyone they see is just going about their daily tasks.

Storm leads her to the outer edge of the village where there is a small house and beyond it, the frame of a large building is being pieced together. There are undead putting together some sort of building, though it is clearly in the very early stages of development as the frame is not complete. At the small home, the door stands wide open and there are voices drifting outside. There is a man with short, brown hair and pointed ears poking out standing near the edge of the house, looking over at the work being done with a scrunched up face, clearly disapproving of something. 

Storm leans over to Nill as they approach. The Elf hasn't noticed them yet.

"So, I want to prepare you. My partner is kinda... Strange. And her family lives here too. They are all pretty weird and take some getting used to but they are good people who truly mean no harm." Storm says and then points to the frame of the building. "And that. That is going to be our new home when it's finished. Don't mind the undead. They are just workers and won't pay any attention to us."

She winces. "If they get to be too much, just whistle really loudly. It'll confuse them and let me know you've had enough. But I'll try to keep introductions short so you can get some rest."

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