Theives and Spies

Days later, Nerium awoke in her bed in her room as it seems the tower had been moved to the orc camp after word of their alliance came through. She was still naked, but at least someone had cleaned her up before letting her rest. Her brown butt jiggled with every step as she approached the the open blacony. She gazed down upon her subjects and their work and saw that the orcs now had even more slaves to work the building of their city.

Burly men and women worked to the bone by whipping orcs while below in the dungeon, women were passsd around by bandits, goblins, and orcs alike. They would need a constant stream of them as many would be pregnant with bandit basatrds, half-orc spawn, and goblin litters. Strong men that didn't work were put to use by the female orcs, the only section of the army of the fairer sex, by offering them sexual relief and also potental members of their personal harem. There was even some interfactional relationships forming between the three that would provide the strongest children and especially some bugbears. No matter what they were, these children of her dark army would one day join it as full members despite their parent's servitude.

Th city was coming along nicely with the increase in manpower, the goblins were too weak to provide any support and the orcish laws made the bandits avoid going into the city limits. There was a clear perimeter established where the laws did not apply, hevaily fought for by Sluttana in your favor. The tower, the small area surrounding it, and a central road leading outside the city would be free of orcish law and allow nonorcs to wear their armor and clothes.

Moving back to the center of the room, Nerium used a crystal ball to view some of her army's outposts. They were now supported by orcs who offered up resorces to better reinforce the buildings and now small raiding parties and toll checkpoints were able to make lowly inhabitants give in by fear of the combined strength of her forces. Villages that surrendred were allowed to remain as long as they pay with money, food, and slaves upon their arrival every week.

Sluttana had walked in, reading through papers, and seemed glad that you are awake. "Oh, my queen! Wonderful! The orcs have made an easy transition into the army as you may have seen and a wonderful edition as well. So...well endowed. That Grogg, the orc in charge of this band, has reported to to higher ups and says that they support you and have promoted him to ambassador for your council."

"Well, I worked very hard to aquire them...", the witch shuddered at the fractured memory of her night with the ogre.

"Well yes, but at the least that thing will help with construction and seiges when it comes to taking walled cities and castles. Some of our men are working on capturing more and putting them somewhere in the tower. In other news, we are closer to finding the lair of the lizardmen in this area. But, we did find out that in the nearby city of Ferarrd, there is someone who may prove useful to our cause."

"Who might that be?"

"A spy master. She controls a band of theives and has many crimainal rackets running in the city. We'd gain more income and spies and then we could afford to use information as a weapon."

"Hmmmm, we will need spies in order to truly begin conquering this world. Alright, you work on the lizards and have everyone else focus on building and a lottle raiding. I will go alone to the city and speak with this person."

"Are you sure that's wise, my queen?"

"Oh, don't worry," she said with a smirk, "That ogre gave me more than a pounding that night. I'm flowing with magical power and can burn the city down if I want to." And with that she vanished, teleporting to some alley in Ferarrd. She'd also dresed herself in a heavy robe with a hood to hide her face from passersby. As she walked down the streets, she could hear people talking in fear about the days to come as they all heard about news of interracial armys marching from the swamps on the countryside.