Higher Up the Mountains

The outfit Myria wore was not built for climbing, but the surprisingly durable materials held up well. Dressed in low cut robes that revealed the swells of her breasts and a large portion of her back, with splits exposing her supple thighs, she would be a sight to inspire hardening dicks in most males. Despite the climb being bothersome to her, she continued up until she reached a small path and even terrain.

The road before her was jagged and curved, but the sight before her was an interesting one. A small small party of orcs had camped out off to the side of the road, either living there or simply resting. They were all tall and muscular, as most orcs tended to be, with a deep green skin and large tusks. They took notice of her immediately, standing up and grabbing their weapons. "There's a toll to cross on. 100 gold pieces... or perhaps you can think up another way?"

The others sniggered at that, but Myria turned up her nose, already deciding how she was going to destroy them with her power...