(Orc) Gorah of Kel

*You feel a presence follow you through the village, and you make an effort to stealthily escape down an alley, only to hit a dead end. You turn around to be inches away from the huge chest of a female orc, her head reaching a distance above you. How can such a creature move with such silence?* You're a curious thing... you're not a dweller of these parts, are you? *She speaks well for an orc, but still lacks all concept of personal space...*