No, go wash yourself

You startle up. Your heart is pouncing hard, and you feel your panting breasts brush on the fabric of your cheer dress. "Gosh, I better hurry before he wakes up!" you say out loud, even without meaning to.

You look around but find no clear source of water. You get the big silver jars and walk outside. There are a couple of Orcs at the door, lazy guardsmen that leer at you, but spare you the lewd comments. You remember seeing a fountain not that far from the house, so you head there.

It is a big circle of rough stone, a combination of primitive craft and ingenuity. You submerge the jar on the water, and as the ripples stop you see yourself on the water. Disheveled and so damn sexy. _Maybe I should have spared some attractiveness points _you muse. You wash your face, clearing the smudge from there, but can still savor the aftertaste in your tongue. Your reflection is smiling.

"That is a nice expression. Most women leave Horghar's hut crying, or with bruises. Well, or both." You look up to see a curvaceous human woman with generous breasts, the kind you immediately associate with a cougar. She has a worldly appearance, thick dark braids, and is wearing a loose dress. "I am Joy."

"Yuliana..." you replay in kind, dimming your light a little. "Oh no, don't be like that. There is nothing wrong with enjoying sex. What happens under the sheets is no one's concern." you feel your cheeks blush as the woman say that, and shake your head "we didn't..."

She laughs, but you feel little sarcasm on her voice. "I mean, it isn't our concern but we did hear you. You are very vocal, Lucky girl" oh God, how loud were you? "uh, I just sang for him, while he touched himself. Then he fell asleep. The rest was just... not us" This surprises her, throws her head back and cackles. "This is so funny. I like you, Yuliana." You reply in kind, and raises your jar of water.

The conversation flows as you both return to the hut. She seems familiar with the place, and you learn she is a freed **** of his. You wonder what life with him was like, and she answers "... there was a lot of Fucking. Real fucking, not...like, throw me in the bed, part my legs, and pound me with that big, fat cock of his." you note a little sadness in her voice "He wasnt cruel with me. That he reserved for his elven girls. He enjoyed my enthusiasm. How I was always prepared for him. But also he really, really liked my tits." She grabs and pushes up her big jugs, obviously proud of those melon like globes.

At that point you were naked, pouring the cold water sparingly over your skin, and scrubbing it clean gently. You are rather proud of the well proportioned body that you created, but a certain sense of inadequacy hounds your confidence. Should they be larger? What am I thinking, who cares what that fucker likes? The important thing is if I am happy with myself. "Let me help you with that. You are a pampered daisy, aren't you? Always had several servants doing your bidding?"

"So what happened?" you ask, and she answers "Nothing. I mean...much happened, but nothing horrible. There is this warrior, Ulmor. He is a favorite friend of Horghar. He had long fancied me, well we fancied each other. So when he earned a boon Horghar freed me and let us be together." you nod, and when you ask what is it that he did, she says "A big opportunity for the tribe. He brought some pansy man here, Maurice. He came offering a big bag of Gold, that bag actually" she points towards one item in the small hoard displayed. The bag even have a visible emblem on it, a royal emblem. Fuck, that is what I need to steal.

"I don't really like this plan. I think many in the tribe will die for it, but neither of them care." The conversation flows to the tribe, and who is who, and the various warriors. You learn that Horghar's tribe conquered the traditional tribe that used to live in Orkcharm, and made alliances with many other humanoids. That it is considered a trade hub for them. Even dwarfs come deal with the Orcs, although they do overcharge the Orcs for their wares.

Congratulations! You reached levels 16 through 17 in Information Gathering.

After you are done freshening up Joy asks: "It seems your clothes are dirty... do you want me to wash them? I am sure there are still some things in here that you can wear."