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Reach the house of the orc
Shrek's swamp? The towers of Minas Morgul? The towns of the Horde or of a Waaaaagh? Well, everything you expected could be the house of Gmor turned out wrong.
It is just a small wood cottage next to a lake, the one you usually see in american teenager movies. Dang, there is even a brick fireplace that it is releasing some gray smoke.
"Is there anyone else home?"
"Just my sister Lizbeth. She is..." Gmors shrugs. "Let say she is a more traditional orc"
"Traditional as...?"
"Pray to never find out."
You swallow saliva and follow him to the house. He opens the door and invites you inside. The house is incredibly clean and ordered, with photos of many greenskins on the walls.
"Are you hungry?" He says. You nods.
"I will cook something. You can go upstair to have a shower... or you can stay and cook with me. I would love to see how you look wearing an apron... and nothing more..."
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