A trip to the Spine

You sit in the back of a carriage that slowly moves up the twisting path up towards the home of the Blackfury tribes. The road is stony dirt and narrows tightly in some places, but you know from trade caravans that your carriages will be able to get there. In the back of the carriage, you're splayed out on cushions. Lilith sits next to you, forcing the whore across your chest to suck your dick deeper and deeper. She grabs her hair, forcing her head down.

The journey has been long and boring, with only a few whores to entertain you. The air is cold, the terrain difficult, and the fact that you've taken the hardiest, most brutal of your bandits has both left your castle relatively undefended, plus left you with a bunch of hard to discipline, angry-ass motherfuckers that are constantly bitching.

The back of the carriage opens, and Morrigan climbs inside, looking at you.

"Master!" Morrigan says, looking down to avoid meeting your gaze. "We're nearing the village."

"Don't be ashamed. This is Karen. Karen, say hello."

"Mmpfh," Karen says, not stopping her job.

"That's it, Karen," you nod. "Now, how far are we?"

"We're on approach. The front-most scout says we're less than half an hour."

"Delightful. Get back outside and keep the lads from killing each other. Karen, back to it."

After another enjoyable session of cock sucking, you finally spurt your load down the throat of the whore you have, before pushing them off you. You smile, leaning back as you hear a loud, brutish scream to 'Stop'. You step out of the room, finding yourself in front of a large wooden wall with a huge gate. An Orc stands at the top of the wall behind several jutting wooden spikes, staring down at you.

"Who goes there?"

"Morrigan the Bloody, of the Crimson Hand. I fought alongside Chieftain Azgrub the Wise, and am here to visit him, with the honored Master Abaddon."

"Azgrub's dead. Split . He rests in the Meadows of Elistria now. A shame he didn't get to die in battle and find himself on the battlefields of Furiosa."

"Perhaps the Meadows of Elistria suit Azgrub better than the battlefields of Furiosa," Morrigan says. "He always was a peaceful, wise scholar, especially for an Orc."

"Perhaps. Don't let Chieftain Karstuk here you talk about his father that way. It would dishonor him."

"Ah, we're fucked," Morrigan sighs. "Karstuk's a mad man, more obsessed with leading a glorious charge than winning a fucking war. We're fucked."

"I didn't come here to be turned down. Fetch Karstuk for me, sentry."

"Who the fuck are you?" the Orc sentry asks nervously.

"Abaddon. I'm here to... offer an alliance. Now, if you would please do as I ask, I can be on my way."

The Orc stares his piggish eyes at you for a moment, before nodding.

"Oi, Glag, get Chieftain Karstuk. Guests are here."

You wait for a few minutes, before the gate is pulled open, revealing the Chieftain and his lieutenants.

The Chieftain is a huge, intimidating figure. He stands at over seven foot, covered in thick muscles hidden under a thick green hide. His jaw is strong, with two tusk-like teeth jutting out from the lower half. Black markings cover his face and arms, alongside plated steel armor with Orc symbols carved into it. A huge war-hammer rests in his arm, a long leather-clad staff with a spear point at one end and a big, fucking chunk of steel at the other fashioned into a brutal killing machine.

The Chieftain, like all Orc chieftains, is surrounded by his lieutenants, brutal Orcish warriors known as Berserkers, all welding massive weapons like greatswords, warhammers and battleaxes.

"Who the fuck is this?" Chieftain Karstuk says, walking out of the camp towards you.

"Greeting, Chieftain Karstuk. I am Lord Abaddon, here with Morrigan the..."

"I don't give a fuck if you're with the toughest cunts in the whole fucking land! I didn't invite you here, and you come stralling in like a cheap whore carrying a babe you're saying is mine. Why don't you crawl back to your shit-covered rat hole cities and leave mine alone?!" Karstuk sneers, before spitting on the ground.