Your eyes settled onto the figure of an orc. You stare at it, and admired the detail woven into it. Green skin wrapped over a muscled form. Plated hair, shaven at the sides. White tucks pointing from the lower lip. Truly an awesome monster.
“I’ll take this one,” You tell the shop owner.
“Sure,” She said.
You paid for it, and left.
Walking down the streets toward your home, you were ignorant to the strange magic echoing from the figure,
You decidedly purchased it, and left towards home. That night, laying in your bed, you thought of orcs, clad in bare chested armour battling to the end. The through was awesome. You turn over and begun to sleep, not noticing the orcish figure beginning to glow.