Alpha Sokeyr takes the dagger from Lorm and gives a little smile.
"The only way to earn respect is by beating the devil out of em'. I needed a bit of exercise anyways."
Sokeyr looks up at the orcs sitting and watching the fight.
"You all, come clean this mess up! I want it spotless by the time I return from the bar. That means you have an hour. Lorm and Gund, you are welcome to join me if you wish. You have proven yourselves worthy."
Sokeyr begins walking out of the arena, but then remembers something.
"Oh, and training starts once I return as well. You aren't off the hook yet."
