Throgg stood up slowly from the log bench. He felt exhausted. Not very tired. Not fatigued. He felt exhausted. Concentration and focus alone could move his muscles. But for a gnome like Sharni, who'd made him smile when he and Lolegolas rolled into town... he'd find the strength.
He produced a ball from under his cloak and waggled it at her. "Go long, little gnome. I'll throw The Pigskin."
Sharmi performed a happy little dance, clapped excitedly, then sprinted into the distance. With only a minute grunt, Throgg hurled The Pigskin through the air. He tried not to ponder the thought that the ball was just a pig's bladder wrapped in cow hide. That seemed a gross thing to throw to a little gnome.
"I'm so glad you got that for Christmas," Lolegolas sighed. "I was concerned we couldn't waste any more time on trivialities. You've put those fears to rest."
"Stop grinching, little elf," the orc said. "We'll find Spot."
"His name is not Spot," the blood elf responded. "But we lost him so long ago, I really do think he won't be back."
"Then, for now, relax and enjoy some foot ball."
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