The Half-Orc paces the deck throughout Kargeld's skillful display. Though the ship is in good hand, the sorcerer is more than a little uneasy by the close proximity of so many potential icy graves. As the ship creeps towards her destination, he seems more and more jumpy, eager to be at their first destination.

The sight of so many ferocious warriors gathered in one place stirs him into an odd glee. The air is practically humming with pent up violence, as the ship is poled closer to the dock. From beneath his hooded cowl, the warrior looks on the gathered masses with an impressed frown. Though some part of him still regrets his relative inaction the night before, even he is forced to gaze upon the gathered army and swallow his pride.

He steps forward to meet the bugbears, leaving his falchion sheathed over his shoulder. Raising his arms in a gesture meant to be placating, he calls out loudly, "Easy, friends. We bring gifts for Sakkarot the Fire-Axe."

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Gonna actually go for a diplomacy check here, though its untrained. Too bad that's not a skill for sorcs, guess it'd be too good with all the Cha floating around. (1d20+5)[20]