(His expression doesn't change from his emotionless mask, but his grip tightens on the halberd he holds as he listens to the filth from his opponent. he gives a sideways glance at the little female - he thinks it's a female - in the cage. he's never seen her species & wonders what she is. He pushes it out of his mind as he charges his opponent. Later, covered in blood - both his & his opponents - he walks to his cell, studying the strange creature. he grunts rudely) you got a name? (he growls)
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