Faprakk versus the slumbering beast

Cold and windy in the streets of Vector, the young minded halforc Vrakk sprints steadily down the cobblestone path. In his hand is a newly acquired Vaprak action figure, that he carefully guides through the air is if it were flying. "pew pew pew" he emits noises imagining lasers firing from the eyes of the figure as simulates the outcome by stomping bugs with his feet. Approaching the door of a lesser known in the head of the doll pokes curiously around the corner as if investigating the room before proceeding to enter. He continues moving down the halls of the inn, bouncing the figure from wall to wall as if mimicing some heroic leap. He looks to the doll, "Faprakk slay villains!" The comment is followed by a hand gesture, causing the doll to rock back and forth as if it were nodding in agreement. Vrakk carefully sneaks open a door of an inn room, again poking the head of the doll around the corner first, "Shhhh!!!" He says to the doll as she sneak upon an unsuspecting sleeping guest.  Vrakk pounces the doll onto the guests head, who is obvious drunkenness only rolls over to his other side, bouncing the figure up and down as if claiming victory over an enemy.  Vrakk hmms quietly to himself, as if something weren't right. Slowly he reaches to his side with his free hand, setting free his mace. With a solid swing he smashes into the skull of the sleeping patron, bloody fragments flying about the room. Happily, Vrakk proceeds bouncing the figure up and down into the squishy mess that was once a mans skull. "Victory! Victory for Faprakk. Faprakk strongest!" he squeals, continuing to swim the doll around in pool of blood and brains that previously made up the head of the sleeping man.