Karma

"H-he... he..." Gina sobs, standing in front of you and rubbing her teary eyes with her forearm. "H-he was going to let her cut my finger..." The orc girl whimpers, rubbing the small knife wound on her knuckle. "Why? I-i thought he loved me..."

You look down at her with a sad expression, sighing before opening your mouth to talk. "Gina... your father... your father is being controlled by a demon. H-he is doing everything she orders him to... I'm so sorry..."

The girl gasps and mutters a soft 'no...' under her breath, covering her mouth as more tears fall down from her eyes. "Dad..." She cries.

"Gina. Gina, listen to me." You say, she sniffs and looks up at you with watery eyes. "We'll get out of here and go far, far away. We are going to be okay, all of us... Can you please untie my hands?"

"O-okay..." She softly says, rubbing her swollen eyes. She takes hold of one of the wooden barrels laying around and drags it next to your dangling body, using it as a step to reach the ropes on your hands and undo them. You fall down over your feet, caressing your sore wrists with a relieved grunt.

"That's better. Thank y-." You barely manage to say before being firmly hugged by the orc teen, her arms tightly wrapped around your torso as she cries out on your chest. "Hey, it's okay... It's going to be okay..." You coo, softly rubbing her back.

"...Uhm, lad... Ye forgot 'bout us?" Rhea grunts after a pair of seconds, still hanging from the ceiling like Kara and Agis.

"...he definitely fucked her..." Agis sighs, rolling her eyes.

"Of course he did!" Kara happily yelps, her hyperactive tail swinging around again as she regains her usual cheerfulness.

"...I did not." You simply say, gently breaking the hug with Gina and caressing her cheek with your palm.

After freeing the rest of the girls, you and your group carefully make your way up the stairs leading to the cellar's exit. The girls stay behind as you slightly push the door and spy through the thin opening...

The door leads to the Guild's fairly large kitchen. A complete mess at the moment, it doesn't seem like orcs have the best manners when dining. Rests of food and beverages splattered all over the floor and walls, some even sticking to the roof... Luckily enough, the room appears to be empty at the moment. You wait a few seconds before completely opening the door and stepping inside, gesturing your group to follow you.

Crouching, you walk through the kitchen, trying to make the less noise possible as your boots cling to the sticky substances scattered around the floor. Ew... You finally reach the door that leads to the last room before the front exit. The main room/tavern where the adventurers used to drink and tell dumb stories of their not-too-impressive feats. You cross your fingers and wish for it to be empty...

You peek through the door. Shit. A group of 3 orcs sit around one of the many wood tables, this one right next to the main entry door. Laughing and drinking as one smaller orc, dressed as some sort of buffoon with a red tunic and a silly hat, dances on top of the table... Wait... That's not a smaller orc... That's Mr. Abel!

"HAHA! DANCE LITTLE ORC!" One of the real orcs roars, swinging his jar of beer around as the ex-guild leader does a clumsy series of movements that resemble a dance... Huh, not so many differences between goblins and orcs. Goblins seemed to be smarter, but a bit smaller in size. Orcs, however, were dumb as rocks yet more robust and stocky... The point is, Abel was now their jester. Was that better than being killed? Seems like it was for him, at least.

"...What are you looking at?" Agis whispers, peeking her head through the door's opening with you, gazing at the ridiculous show with wide eyes and a hanging jaw. Her awful ex-boss making a fool out of himself to amuse a group of drunk orcs. "Gods." She huffs, looking at you and then back at the scene. "That's horrible."

"...I think it's a little funny. He is a really good dancer." You say.

"Heh..." The elf softly snorts. "Maybe you are right... you are the expert at acting like a fool, after all." She teases with a little smile.

"Ha-ha. Shut up." You roll your eyes, barely hiding your smirk. You two retreat into the kitchen and shut the door. So what now?

"Well, we can't exit through the front... There is a hidden backdoor in the armory. We can escape through there if we reach it." Agis says, rubbing her chin as she thinks. "Also, they might be keeping our weapons there... I'm not letting these monsters keep my sword, I want it back."

The elf walks towards the door and slowly opens it. "Follow me. And keep it nice and quiet." She whispers. You and your companions exit the kitchen, silently sticking to the shadowy spots and avoiding the drunken orcs gaze as you follow Agis towards another door on the left side of the main room. Gina nervously sticks to your side as you sneakily crouch, you grab the scared girl's hand and gently guide her across the room.

"Please don't be locked." Agis pleadingly mumbles, grabbing the handle and pushing down on it... The door opens, you all let out a sigh of relief. Taking a final look at the oblivious group of drunkard orcs before stepping inside and closing the door behind you.

You advance through a narrow, dull-looking corridor. "Here. Finally." The elf breathes as you reach a more robust, dark grey door at the end of the corridor. Agis' small hand pushes on the handle... This door doesn't seem to budge...

"I-it's locked?" Kara asks with a worried expression on her face.

"Feck! Of course, it feckin' is..." Rhea curses under her breath, angrily clenching her fists.

Agis deeply sighs in disappointment, frustratedly pressing her forehead against the door, vainly pushing on the handle a few more times. "Alright. We need to get the keys." She suspires, turning back at you with her hands on her hips. "They must be in Abel's room, we need to take the stairs... Theo and I will go grab them. The rest of you, stay here."

"Theo?" Gina softly asks in a whisper, looking at you with a fearful gaze. '...please stay with me...', is what you think she wants to say.

"I'll be back soon, don't worry. Rhea and Kara will keep you safe, okay?"

Gina opens her mouth to say something, yet nobody comes out. After a pair of seconds, she simply sighs and hesitantly nods her head up and down, her gaze moving towards her feet.

"Atta girl." You say, gently patting her head, ruffling her dark hair. The orc whimpers a bit at your touch.

"Theo, are we doing this or not?" Agis impatiently asks, waiting for you with her arms crossed, her feet repeatedly tapping on the wooden floorboards.

"Coming. Coming." You grunt, following behind the elf towards the room where you just came from.

An awkward silence forms between the minotaur, puppy girl, and teen orc as they are left alone. "...So... did you and him...?" Rhea asks the girl, leaning against the wall of the hallway.

"W-what?" Gina weakly asks, looking up at the towering minotaur.

"...Ya know..." She says, making herself understood by doing a crude gesture with her hands, finger-fucking her fist with deep, vigorous thrusts.

"N-no!" The orc blushes, a small frown appearing on her face. "I would never! T-that's gross!" She exclaims, slightly regaining her usual brattiness.

"Why not?" Kara steps into the conversation, smiling sweetly. "He is great! You should at least try it, I'm sure he will be willing to fuck you if you ask!"

"I..."

"Your skin is so pretty! You would look beautiful drenched in sweat, panting and moaning under him..."

"I... i..."

"Those small titties of yours jiggling as he grabs your hips and pounds you hard and deep, making you cream yourself around that big human cock of his..."

"I... i... i..."

"Making you scream your lungs out, making you call him your Mas-"

"Haha! I think she already got the idea, pup." Rhea suddenly interrupts the enthusiastic Kara, trying to hold back her chuckles. Gina stays frozen in place, face completely red, eyes wide with her pupils darting from side to side.

"Oh, ok!" The she-wolf happily exclaims, still smiling at the embarrassed orc. "...Well, you think about it, alright?"

Gina doesn't answer, she just slides down and sits on the floor with her dumbstruck expression and crimson cheeks, hugging her knees and sighing.

"...So, do ya lasses want to hear a story?" Rhea says, defeating the uncomfortable silence that was just about to appear again.

"I do!" Kara says, her tail swinging. Gina doesn't say a thing.

Agis and you cautiously avoid the drunken orcs and detour towards the wide, wooden staircase on the back of the main room. The elf goes first, her light weight making it easy for her to keep it quiet as she quickly climbs the steps. When your turn comes, you have to be much slower and careful to avoid making the stairs creak under your boots.

You finally make it. You follow Agis through another set of corridors, stopping in front of the door leading to Abel's room, you and the elf look at each other. "If this one is locked, I'm going to be really mad." She whispers to you.

She places her hand on the handle and holds her breath, waiting a pair of seconds before pushing down on it...

*Click!* The door yields, sliding open. Agis breathes again with a thankful sigh. She smiles back at you, you return a smile of your own.

The two of you enter the room and close the door behind. You find yourself in a big suite with a comfy, king-sized bed in its middle, two windows and many paintings arranged over the light green walls, brown fluffy rugs covering spots of the wooden floor, and a gothic chandelier hanging from the ceiling...

On the right side of the room, two armchairs accompany a small rounded table, an expensive half-filled whiskey and a glass resting over it. On the right corner stands a long, thin bookcase with a few books laying on its shelves, and on the left, you can see a big, dark-colored wardrobe with two wide doors with small knobs. Finally, on the left side of the room lays an oak wooden desk and a chair, a few papers in blank scattered over the desk next to a quill. The very important keyring you need neatly laid over them.

Based on the look on Agis' face, you can deduce that her room wasn't nearly as nice as this one... And that maybe some of the money dedicated to the Guild paid off that big, expensive bed.

"Are you okay?" You ask her, placing your hand over her shoulder.

"...I didn't know this room looked like this... My room didn't even have a window." She softly says, sighing deeply and shaking her head. "Let's get this over with..." The elf says, moving towards the desk and snatching the keyring.

"Alright, let's-" You start saying but a rhythmic whistle echoing through the corridor outside interrupts you, the sound getting closer and closer...

"Hide!" The elf whispers, grabbing your arm and dragging you towards the bed, sliding below it with you. Under the bedding, she turns towards you and does a 'shh' sound with her finger over her lips just as the door slides open.

Delilah, the pale white, petite demon girl steps inside with Forius slouching behind her. The demoness whistles happily, skipping around with her arms dangling freely at her sides. "Come on, pet. Don't fall behind!" She giggles, stopping in front of the wardrobe and gazing back at the orc.

"You look tired. Don't you know it's a great day for your goddess? Cheer up! Let me see a smile."

Forius instantly does his best impression of a smirk, only his mouth moving, showing his dirty teeth in a terrifying, unnerving expression that could never be associated with one of joy.

"Such a charming boy~!" She exclaims, sounding like she was talking to a puppy... Her expression suddenly turns dreamy, staring at nothing while whispering to herself. "I'm going to return home. They will let me in again after I bring this succubus back... they have to..."

A few seconds of silence pass before she exits her daydreaming trance, her usual cocky smirk returning to her face. "...Alright, pet. Let's have a chat with those little piggies down there, okay?" She says, clapping her hands and turning back towards the wardrobe, opening both doors with an ample, excited motion.

"...W-whu... w-where is it? Where is my whip?!"

The demoness seems to panic, leaning into the piece of furniture and angrily rummaging through the clothing and miscellaneous items inside. "I left it right here!" She grunts in frustration.

Delilah turns back towards the orc again, tiny fists clenched, a deep frown on her face. "Pet... did you hide my whip?"

"NO, MISTRESS." He formally exclaims.

"Are you sure? I'm going to get really, really, really mad if I find out you did... I love that whip."

"I'M SURE."

Delilah keeps her huge, glowing eyes fixed on Forius' stoic expression, brows furrowed, lips pushed out in an angry pout. "I bet one of those little minions that follow you around took it. Dammit, I hate those disgusting little things!" The demon sighs, stomping her foot against the floor. "...Let's go, pet. I really need to watch you dismember one of those dumb fatties right now... Be a dear and do it slowly this time, okay? I like hearing them scream~."

Forius nods, Delilah grins and disappears yet again into a curtain of smoke. The orc quickly turns around and walks out of the room with a blank expression.

You and the elf wait for at least a minute before coming out from under the bed. "...That missing whip bought us some time. We have to get the hell out of here." Agis whispers, firmly clasping the set of keys in her hand.

You make your way down the stairs and back towards the armory's door. The orcs still partying and drinking, Abel still being **** to dance for their amusement, buckets of sweat dripping through his forehead as he tiredly continues his graceless movements. "C-can we take a break, guys?" He pants.

"NO BREAKS. DANCE, DANCE, DANCE!" They happily chant, slamming their hands into the wooden table.

"-So, just when I thought that day couldn't get any weirder, me youngest brother appears on top of a bear! Ridin' it like it was a horse! Me old man almost had a heart attack, hahaha!" Rhea wraps up her story, chuckling heartily. Kara listens with attention and a dumb smile, Gina simply keeps sitting down on the corner of the hallway with a miserable expression on her face and her back pressed against the wall.

"Tell me another one!" The wolf girl says.

"I'm glad ye like me stories, pup! ...Oh, I got a good one. One time-" The minotaur starts to relate but interrupts herself as she notices you and Ag. "...Hey you two. Got the keys?"

Agis smiles, making the keyring spin around one of her fingers. "Right here." She says, moving in front of the heavy, grey door. "Now, which one was it...?" She grunts to herself, examining the five keys dangling on the metal circle. You walk towards Gina and kneel next to her, placing your hand over her shoulder. The girl looks up at you, the ghost of a smile seems to appear on her pretty face. "Let's get out of here, alright?" You gently say.