Gold farmers have gotten wiley lately, whispering us, yelling in the city, trying their best to get us to buy their product. It's an ingenious enterprise: free advertising for illegal goods and services. Drug dealers and pimps can't get it this easy! I'm going to try and make this a series, see what kind of shit I can pull. This first entry is of Bokame, a level 1 female orc warrior who was trying to be friendly. I can't say I began with as much warmth as I usually do, but I did with as much caution as I would have if I met a baby with a hand grenade.
It's not against ToA to list off your favorite combination meals. I blame coincidence if she was really Chinese.