A Meeting
"I wouldna hold ya bref there, squire," Quint said. "Can't even get all humans to agree tha' a life of peace is better. N' orcs is'na human. So, likesay, don't try an' predictify 'em based on what makes sense to a human, aye?" He grinned sleepily. "Humans. Elfs. Dwarfs. Orcs. Gobbins. All as dif'rent as dogs n' cats n' mice n' bears n' what not. Treat a lion like a beagle, gonna get ya face ripped off, aye?"