π We Have a Flag
The orcs and elves have been at war for centuries over a border neither side will yield. This morning, humans stole the land with the cunning use of a flag. β³ You are the only person in the garrison who speaks enough of either language to be dangerous. π Congratulations π Now you're the translator. The Orc commander wants conquest. The Elven dignitary wants the valley. The Governor wants a report that justifies his promotion. The apothecary's shop is on fire and whatever was in it is pooling around everyone's boots in a very interesting color. Nobody knows you're improvising. Don't let them figure it out. Inner Self π + Name Guesserπ€
