Find a hut to rest

You follow Denzig to the largest of the spare huts, where you're led inside. You post a bandit at the door as guard, and quickly look around. There's a bed made from animal hides, a chair, a lantern and a set of drawers. Not the most luxurious of places, but it'll do.

You find yourself lying in the bed, staring up at the ceiling and thankful the place isn't shaking. You groan, finally getting time to relax.

"Master Abaddon, we have a visitor!" your guard says. "An Orc woman, says she needs to talk to you."

What an enjoyable ten second break.

"Let her in, then," you sigh.

"Yes, sir."

You lean back, looking at your guest as she strides in. It's an Orc, with her hair braided and hanging back. Her eyes are painted with black markings. She's large for an Orc woman, taller than you, and she wears leather and steel armor. You pop a look down to her are stomach, which is muscular and defined. She has a fair pair of medium-sized tits that are squashed behind her breastplate. You don't know if it's her beauty or just Lilith's magic, but you wouldn't mind fucking her here and now.

"We have things to discuss," her deep but effeminate voice says.

"Can I help you?"

"No, but I can help you. You've managed to buy time by appealing to his sense of honor, and you'll be an honored guest. However, you'll never make a deal with him. I can help you, though."

"No one comes to someone else to offer help. They come to offer an exchange. What is it you want?"

"I want your help in replacing Chieftain Karstuk with someone better suited to power. I understand that under you, this whole tribe prospers. Under him, it dies."

"Do I get to know your name, then?"

"Shaga Lashug Loghsh. I'm the first wife to Chieftain Karstuk."

"Well, now I'm curious," you remark, leaning back. "Keep talking."

"Karstuk's a fool and needs to be disposed of. The next in line to the throne, Kilzul Maka Bloodaxe, my brother, would be a far better chieftain."

"How is your brother the next in line? Does Karstuk not have sons?"

"Orc hierachy isn't bound to foolish human rules. Under human law, a ten year old boy can become leader of a nation. Under Orc law, we get strong leaders. Bloodaxe isn't a leader. He can fight and kill, sure, and he can lead an army like no other, but he's not one for politics. He'll leave that to me, his trusted sister, and I'll bring him under your control."

"It sounds like you want your husband replaced with someone you can control. How do I know I can control you?"

"I want what's best for my people. That's you."

"Words don't cut it. You don't seem the type to honor deals."

"We make a contract. When Karstuk's dead, you will take me as one of your wives to ensure our alliance."

"Yes, what a perfect idea. It's not like you'd ever betray me after that. What animal would **** their husband?" you say sarcastically.

"Look, do we have a deal or not? There's no other possible way you're bringing Karstuk over."

"You said you have a method to kill him?"

"I have an Orc under my command, a loyal boy. I can ensure that on a hunting trip tomorrow, an accident will occur. You use your power to negotiate he's released and not executed for ****. Perfect?"