Who so boldly stands before Lantresor of the Blade? Do you not know death by sight, <girl/boy>?
I have killed many of your ogres, Lantresor. I have no fear.
Then you are a fool. Do you not know what I am?
Should I know? You look like an orc to me.
An orc...
<Lantresor scoffs.>
I am a blademaster of half-orc descent.
And the other half?
Draenei... And because of this, I am neither. Not orc, nor draenei. My own kind are a rare breed. Most having been killed decades ago... I live because of my strength of will.
I have heard of your kind, but I never thought to see the day when I would meet a half-breed.
Bite your tongue, <race>. I have seen things in my lifetime that you have only heard about in legends. I have killed man, woman, and child without remorse. Under the banner of two Warchiefs of the Horde have I served... and now, I rule Boulderfist.
My apologies. I did not mean to offend. I am here on behalf of my people.
And what do your people want of Lantresor, <race>?
My people ask that you pull back your Boulderfist ogres and cease all attacks on our territories. In return, we will also pull back our forces.
<Lantresor laughs heartily.>
Do you know where you are, fool? This is ogre land. Before orc, before draenei, there was ogre. Yet, you wish to start a war that you will inevitably lose? Boulderfist will crush you. And if Boulderfist does not destroy you, Warmaul will...
But I think your leaders already know this...
We will fight you until then end, then, Lantresor. We will not stand idly by as you pillage our towns and kill our people.
<Lantresor glares at you as if he were looking through you.>
Perhaps there is another way... I will agree to your leader's demands, only if you do exactly as I ask.
With your assistance, we may be able to help each other out greatly.