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You’ve never heard of orcs being good at long-distance seduction. It doesn’t seem like a trait coherent with creatures who used to be the stuff of nightmares for your ancestors. What you know is you need to know more about this one. Somehow she has both bulging muscles and the irresistible feminine allure. You cross the street trying to block out rational thoughts.

You walk inside to find yourself surrounded by weapons – as you should. There’s a wall of axes, whole and in separate pieces alike, double-headed, pick and pole-axes; a huge stack of swords fresh and old mixed together, elaborate and plain. There’s also a ton of armour of every possible weight, but in that direction you don’t care. She’s there.

The orc woman stands just behind the counter, leaning forward on her arms with fists planted on the surface. Leather armour gone, wearing nothing to cover her chest at all, she stares straight at you. You’re tempted to stay where you are, just inside the store; from here you can look at her cleavage and still pretend to make eye contact. However she raises a hand off the table, elbow moving to the side revealing one dark green nipple, and motions for you to come closer. Her smile shows two long lower canines, pearly white and razor sharp.

Even though you came this far, you start to try and think straight again. You’re homeless. You need to earn keep. You need a place to sleep. A strange woman’s bosoms will only cradle you for so long. Sex is a pleasure to seek after you find some means of not starving to **** tomorrow.

Test will to live. Roll one die. If you roll anything more than 4, you bolt from the store back into the street. Turn to 80. If you roll less, you shrug and move toward the counter. Turn to 15.