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"Are you kidding me?!" Lemina Oreska, master of the transportation guild, angrily yelled at her filthy, odorous, and completely naked soon-to-be-former employee. "You lost the carriage, your gold, and even your uniform to bandits after passing through an ambush? I'd say I can't believe it, but..." The guild master gestured to Thurkla's nude body while the orc girl held her hands to her side, standing at attention out of fear.

"So, in the past few days alone, you've lost the guild approximately 400 gold with your incompetence, between the robbery and the money spent retrieving you and your fuck buddy over there." Lemina pointed at Morgala, who was also standing in the room, awkwardly holding her dildo against her breasts and trying to sink into the corner of the room. Really, she had no reason to be there at all, but she had been awkwardly following along with Thurkla, concerned for the girl's safety. Still, she had to agree with Thurkla's assessment: this woman was mean.

"That's not-" Thurkla started before being cut off.

"Don't try to lie to me, I could smell the sex on you as soon as you came in. What, were you so sexually deprived that you just fucked the first thing you saw? I bet you were glad your clothes were stolen, you sick freak."

"Hey!" Morgala stepped forward, forgetting her own nudity for a second, and approached the desk. "Don't talk to her like that. She's been through a lot the past few days, and you're just making things worse."

Lemina just looked at the naked smelly elf with disinterest. "You don't work for me, so why are you here?" She looked to Thurkla. "Did you find this one in the woods? I hear the wood elves make a killing as hookers up north."

Morgala, her face bright red, said, "I was a passenger when we were robbed. Thukla protected me when we were run off by bandits." That part wasn't quite true, but Morgala was willing to sell a story to protect Thurkla if need be.

"Is that so?" Lemina stood up, her towering goliath frame making even Thurkla look small. She smiled slightly before turning to the orc and saying, "You've found quite the wimpy whore if a coward like you is enough to make her feel safe." She rounded the desk, her footsteps making the floor shake as both naked ladies moved closer together, clutching each other's hands tightly. "In any case, you're fired, obviously, but there's still the matter of the debt you owe the guild."

Thurkla's face sank. "Do you mean you're going to make me work for no pay to make up the difference?"

"Gods, no. I'm never letting you into one of my carriages again. No, I have a better idea." Lemina moved to a small cabinet and pulled out a leather-bound document with a picture of Thurkla stitched to the front. "Let's take a look at your other assets."

"What do you mean 'other assets'?" Morgala asked, not liking where this was going.

"As per your girlfriend's contract, the guild may review any assets in order to collect on debts owed to it. That includes everything registered in here."

Thurkla started shaking violently. Surely they didn't mean everything, right?