You want to fulfill the request of beautiful ladies.

This mysterious magic ring made you think of the aristocratic women who gave you this unexpected gift.

Your memories have a pleasant, exciting character.

You think about how nice it was for you to feel your big, greenish, half-orc dick inside a warm and tender female vagina. Charming images of human aristocratic women appeared before your mental gaze.

Angelina, Lyra, Sabrina... These beautiful and sexy human women are used to always hearing the respectful address “lady” before their names. But you knew for sure that in fact the thin layer of civilization that covers their consciousness is nothing more than a screen. You knew that behind this screen lies the true essence of these beautiful women. Their true nature.

You thought about their true nature, which is hidden by the culture and secular conventions of noble society: “Noble ladies... Refined, graceful and elegant ladies... I have become convinced in practice that you are all nothing more than voluptuous, lustful and depraved bitches who are ready to do anything for a huge dick! Ha! Ha!"

You think that these aristocratic women are dreaming of your next visit and that is why they gave you this magic ring.

You believe that this magical ring will be useful to you and that it will improve your chances of survival. Consequently, your chances of returning to the city of Teinlund at the first convenient opportunity will increase.

So, you have made a decision: you will fulfill the request of the beautiful ladies, you will put this ring on your finger right now, you will always wear this ring.

You look around carefully. Your caravan continues moving north. The rest of the caravan members are busy with their own affairs and do not pay attention to you.

You understand that now is a good time to put on this ring.

You take out this ring and you examine it again.. You see the dull silvery tint of the metal this ring is made from. You see strange patterns on this metal. You see a light blue mineral unknown to you, which is inlaid into this ring.

You place this ring on the index finger of your left hand.

You understand that nothing noticeable seems to have happened. You felt only a slight wave of pleasant tingling the moment the ring came into contact with the skin at the base of your finger. This vague sensation lasted only a second and then it disappeared.

You smiled at the thought of how incredible and funny the situation you now find yourself in is. You are amused to realize that your luck has now increased thanks to a magical item that you received as a reward for participating in a perverted sex orgy of human aristocratic women.

You think: "Now I know what I need to do to get humans to treat me favorably and give me expensive things! I need to fuck these humans with my own huge, greenish, half-orc dick! Ha! Ha!"

The movement of the caravan continued. You looked around the area. There was little vegetation: a few bushes in the ravines to the left of the road. Hills were visible to the right of the road, and even further beyond the horizon one could see large mountains, the tops of which were covered with snow.

Dwarf Belknab changed the caravan route slightly so that the caravan could stop at one small village and buy some more supplies.

You heard Dwarf Belknab grumble sullenly, "We'd better take a little detour and visit this village."

Trader Jodaz asked: “What happened, Belknab? We are interested in our caravan reaching its destination as quickly as possible? Why deviate from the route?”

Belknab replied irritably: “Trust my instincts, Jodaz! After all, I am the one who is responsible for the safety of this caravan! I don’t like what I saw and heard while we were moving along the main trade route for the last half hour. The silence is too strange. There are no birds. As if there is some danger ahead. Therefore, we will make a slight deviation from the route. The caravan will arrive at the border a couple of hours later. This is a minor delay."