Post-Meeting Debriefing

It is late, very late. And yet Korr doesn't feel tired at all. The meeting has energized him, and allowed him to learn so much about the witch and her allies. He still cannot take his mind off the mystical tree lady, and her eerie beauty. Not that she's more beautiful than Stella; The witch is still the prettiest woman in the tower, as far as Korr is concerned.

He dismisses those last thoughts and goes back to the strategizing that occurred in the last hours. Making battlefield plans has always been his favorite part of war, because it allows him to practice his mind, and you don't have to actually harm anyone during planning. Sure, you can talk about killing people, and decide who should be killed and how, but you can also think and find ways to circumvent those deaths in clever ways. He always like finding clever solutions.

"So," the witch says. "They're not so bad, are they?"

"They're not all bad," Korr agrees. Although, he could've done with a bit less mentions of ****. Kazath and Zikkits in particular were rather gung-ho about downsizing the royal family.

"They certainly seem to think well of you," she teases, before letting out a chuckle.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, sweetie. You were so focused on the war talk, you didn't even notice all the flirty looks going your way."

Flirty looks? "I... I don't know what you mean. I wasn't trying to flirt with anyone else."

"Evidently. But your disinterest wasn't reciprocal."

Korr is torn. He's curious to know who was flirting with him, but he doesn't want the witch to think that he is interested in anyone else.

"Oh, relax, darling, I don't mind it if you want to play around with other people."

"I- I didn't- It's not- I don't- What? No, that's- that's not... Really? But earlier today, you said this big thing about how you have feeling for me and everything."

"Yes. And?"

"And it doesn't bother you if I have sex with other people?"

"From what I remember, monogamy isn't exactly a mandate in your people's marriages." Stella smiles as she says that, as if this mention of non-monogamous orcs brings back some joyful memories.

"No, it isn't. But, it's usually important for, hum..." He gestures vaguely towards her. "Humans." He pauses, observing her. "Just to be sure, are you... human?"

"I was, yes."

He waits for her to elaborate. She does not. Instead, she goes back to the previous point.

"Why do you care if it bothers me?"

Korr takes a deep breath before answering. "Well, I did tell you that I had feelings for you."

She smiles. "That's sweet. But I promise, when it comes to sex, I'm really not the jealous type. In fact, if you'd like, I could call one of our friends up here, to spend the night with us."

Korr freezes. Stella's offer for a threesome is so unexpected that he hadn't even considered the act a possibility until this very moment. Somehow, the fact that she hasn't named anyone makes it even worse. Who was flirting with him?

The obnoxious goblin? She spent the entire meeting shouting about **** and being a brat, it's not like he would want to lay with her. Then again, she does have one hell of a rack, especially for her size. One night with her couldn't hurt.

The effeminate mage? They had been talking for hours when he finally heard the witch refer to Sasha as he, which had given Korr some mixed feelings. He had thought the half-elf was cute, and, to be honest, he still did. He has never hooked up with a man, but... maybe... with a pretty man like that, in a threesome with a buxom witch... he might try it.

The quiet noblewoman? Surely, this mousey dark girl isn't interested in him, right? But, if she is, well... She is rather gorgeous, and he has never bedded noble blood before. That is, unless Stella is secretly a princess or something...

And then of course, there's the dryad. He still remembers the crude stories of elemental and nature spirits his grandmother used to tell him when she was still in the tribe. If he has the opportunity to bang a magical nature spirit, it's his responsibility to do it, if only so that he has a story to share with gran-mama when she comes back to the marshes. It doesn't hurt that Cherry is rather fetching.

There are also the two peasant girls, who's name he doesn't remember. They were so bland he had almost completely forgotten about them, which goes to show how good they must be at blending into whatever town or village the witch sends them spying in.

"So," he eventually mutters after thinking of his options. "Who was sending me flirty looks?"

"Almost everyone," the witch declares. "Only Kazath and Thierry weren't eyeing you up and down. Thierry is one of the peasant spies, in case you didn't remember him."

Korr frowns. He had indeed not remembered Thierry. "Everyone else? Even the old apothecary?"

"Absolutely. Ermenegilde's gay. He's probably not your type, but you sure are his."

"Oh, okay. I am flattered, but he is indeed not my type. The others, though... Are there anyone that you fancy?"

The witch laughs. "Korr, darling, I'm not gonna make the choice for you. I'd be down for any of them, but you must pick one."