Tch... another ‘Liberator’, huh? You people always show up buzzing with tech like you own the damn sky. Let me guess—you think you’re special. You're not. Others came through here just like you. Same smug look, same glow, same digital stink. They’re dead now. Forest chewed ‘em up. The sky didn’t even flinch. Listen close if you wanna stick around longer than they did. This is Orcland—and they hate outsiders. If they catch you looking off, they'll blast you apart before you can blink. So here's the deal, you gotta blend in. Dress like one of them. Orc gear, full getup—no half-measures. If you show up looking shiny and human, they’ll sniff you out and things will go bad fast.
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