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Online:Razburzog

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Razburzog
Location Random encounter in the West Weald
Race Orc Gender Female
Health 15000
Reaction Friendly
Razburzog

Razburzog is a drunk Orc who can be found on the side of the road in the West Weald during a random encounter.

DialogueEdit

As you approach, she'll sway to and fro, calling for a bit of assistance.

Razburzog: "Oh. Oh ooo. Traveler, can you stop? I'm very lost. And a bit woozy."

You can speak with her to find out what is going on:

"Oh … urgh … hello there. Where are you and who are we?"
Are you all right?
"Maybe. Well, I don't know. I'm lost. And drunk. Very drunk.
I just started a new job. At a vineyard. Somewhere in West Weald. I don't know my way around here that well."
Which vineyard?
"The one with the grapes. They give you a few bottles when you sign on. I thought West Weald wine would be piddly, like Elf wine. Let me tell you. It's not.
So, which way should I go? To get … somewhere. Anywhere, preferably the vineyard."
I know where there's some vineyards.
"Great! Yes. Tell me. I've got work in the morning. Don't want to be late."
Follow the road to Skingrad.
"Skingrad? Who is Grad and why are we skinning him? Oh!
Oh, you mean the city of Skingrad. Right. Off I go."
Head for the Valente Vineyards.
"Violent Vineyards? Yes this wine has been violent. I'm gonna head off, then. Bye."
Weatherleah is over there.
"What does Lee's being over there have to do with anything? Oh. Wait, we're talking about the manor. Got you.
I'll start making my way there. Unless I fall. I hate falling."
I know of some safe places that aren't vineyards.
"Oh by Malacath, just tell me."
You could go to the Outcast Inn.
"The outcast in … what? I don't understand! Oh! You mean the Outcast Inn.
I heard of it. Friend said it attracts weird folks. Hopefully a drunk Orc will be the least of their worries."
Vashabar is down the road.
"I dunno. Orcs have to watch themselves when visiting with Wood Elves. The Bosmer eat meat by twelves including that of yourselves.
That was the nursery rhyme I learned. But what the hay. I'm headed straight to Vashabar."
The town of Ontus is up that road.
"Ont me. Ont you. Ont us! Conjugation! Got it.
I'm gonna go. To the Ontus. Bye, now."

After you point her in the right direction, she'll stumble off, thankful.

Razburzog: "Thank you! I hope I remember all this in the morning because you're my new best friend. I love friends so much."