Fury of the Crimson Empress (Small POV Change)

Two orcs stand outside the tent speaking in orcish.

“Wonder how Turrig is doing in there…” says an orc guard with an ugly face.

The other guard, a rather intelligent looking orc looks up from a book. “Why? Do you think he needs aid?”

“Doubt it, I was just hoping for something different tonight ya’know?”

The smart looking guard turns back to his book but still talks “Why? Are the barn whores not doing it for you?”

“Yeah… they’re just all so… like used. I saw they brought in a girl, a gnome I think they’re called. Being that small her slit has gotta be tight.”

“Ah I get it, you must be jealous Turrig gets to break in two of them yeah? I heard he had to do some pretty big favours for the matron to have that privilege.” There are a few moments of silence before the intelligent looking guard looks up from his book. The ugly guard is completely gone from his post.

“Drem? Where’d you run off to?” He is interrupted as something pounces on him knocking him to the ground. His spear is pinned to his chest by the thing that pounced him as he gets a better look at it. A dwarvern girl with coppery bronze hair, and menacing blue eyes sits atop him. She is completely naked and most of her torso is spattered with blood. A dagger is raised above her head before she brings it down into the guard’s neck. Blood sprays out across the both of them, the gushing wound draining the life from the guard’s eyes. The dwarf smears some of his blood across her face before retreating into the darkness.