Stay with him

“I think I will stay with you. Not that I have much to do now: I am totally lost.”

“As everyone here at the beginning, but maybe I can help it. You know, after my long years of studies.”

“Studies?”

He stops talking. The fingers he was raising in a clear show of presumptuousness stops mid air.

“Yes, studies. I have two degrees, summa cum laude and I know many languages” He cross his arms. “Just cause I am an orc, it doesn’t mean I spend my time going around swinging a big hammer and screaming “For the WAAAAAGH!” or similar”

You lay your head and point on a nearby wall.

“I can totally see a warhammer there…”

“That’s not a warhammer. That’s a… a gift! A gift from my bigger sister!” He pouts. “We orcs use gift eachother big warhammers. It is a cultural thing, so you cannot understand”

You scratch your head and shrug.

“Whatever, what were you saying about your studies?”

“Oh, yes: have studied this place for a lot of time now and I think I have understood how it works. I will show you all details when we will arrive home”

He grabs your hand and walk away, leading the way. Thinking that some hours ago you were living your life like always and now you are the sex slave of an orc who is taking you to his home. If things keep going this way, by the end of the week you will probably be king of the world.

Or dead.