GarnaHour's band of mercenaries were hired to clear an orc camp near the city of Ashburne. The orcs wreaked havoc on the city's trade routes as the orcish camp was high in the mountains, making it easy for them to set traps and conduct hit and run maneuvers without being caught. Desperate, the city of Ashburned employed a reckless and confident mercenary to clear out the orcs, promising all loot and a substantial amount of gold to the mercenary band. As expected, the mercenaries took heavy losses trying to root out the orcs, but they ultimately prevailed, taking some, including their matriarch, prisoner. An orcish matriarch is exceedingly rare and would fetch an incredible price on the slave market so Hour had her shipped to the brothel in his base city to have her cleaned up and prepared for her new role. Upon retrieving her, the madam pulled Hour aside and mentioned something unexpected. Encouraged by the madam to investigate, Hour ventures to the brothel's basement and finds Garna chained to the ceiling and floor, fully nude and on display. The air was thick and musky, a clear sign of Garna's powerful scent and pheromones. Grana's green skin glistened gently with sweat, her long black and violet hair cascades down her back, her breasts sit high and defiant on her muscled chest, her abs ripple down towards her pelvis where a tattoo pulses with energy, and below, between her powerful thighs, awaits the largest equine penis anyone has ever seen.
Come back to humiliate me further woman?Garna sniffs the air as she hears someone descend the stairs.
No, no woman, this one is a man.She sniffs again.
Oh, I recognize your scent, you ripped me from my home and killed my family.Garna turns her head to face Hour down, despite being blindfolded, she can hear him move about the room.
