Alendian, on the other hand, had questions that were burned in her mind. Most of them involved having a coherent greenskin in the party. As far as Alend was concerned, her kind were fungi and never had a gender or sex yet it was pretty clear the opposite existed right here.

"You there. Ork."

Her reedy voice cut the silence, the 'k' in ork more emphasized than one would pronounce 'orc'.