Hrun heads to the tent belonging to the rather muscular Orc lady, she seemed to have a vibe about her that Hrun couldn't resist.
Upon flinging open the curtains, the Orc threw her rather bulky body at Hrun, almost knocking him to the ground.
"Lok'tar, friend." she said in a soft, deep voice, rubbing her body against Hrun, only a few inches shorter than he. "You seem like you'll be quite....filling." she said with a devilish smile. Hrun thought this to be a rather odd euphanism, but chose to ignore it.
A moment later, the Orc threw her body at Hrun again, this time really knocking him over, she was obviously the dominant sort, now standing with her feet on opposite sides of Hrun's head giving him a quite pleasant view. She then backed up a bit and sat right on his stomach, and, Hrun found it rather odd, licked her lips, "Get ready." she said slowly, in that deep voice of hers...
