An eager Gatta by the job board

You arrive at the guild hall early in the morning to try and choose a suitable job for you and Gatta. You want to find something that will be easy and play to your individual strengths, and you're worried that Gatta would pick some job way above your head. You figure Gatta will be laid out with a hangover until this afternoon anyway. Opening the oaken doors of the guild hall, you see that you were wrong. Gatta is standing by the job board, a long, black, woolen cloak covering her furs and muscle. She reaches up for a flier and yanks it off the board before she sees you come in.

"I figured you'd still be laid up in bed with how much you drank last night!" you call out. Gatta turns and responds, "Oh please, that was nothing I couldn't handle. Besides the prospect of a good quest to make some real gold got me up early. I wanted to get here before you pulled another trick and picked some lame quest Twiggy."

You sigh. Both at the nickname that apparently is sticking and at the very thing you were afraid of. Taking the flier from Gatta's large outstretched hand your face goes pale seeing the job she picked out. A hunting quest for a pair of Cyclopse that have been roaming the northern countryside. Gatta must see your face contort as she chuckles, "Hah what happened did your balls drop off? We are two freelancers- the best fighters around- and these are two towers of untrained meat for me to carve! This will be a good fight, plus look at that reward! 200 gold for two heads, times ten from your coin, split two ways is..." Gatta trails off and her nose scrunches as keeping up with the mental math becomes too difficult for her. You give a quick genuine laugh before finishing for her. "Heh! One thousand gold each. Maybe you're right, I know I can carry myself in a fight, how about you?" Gatta's face goes from a blush after getting corrected on her math to a competitive grin as she turns to hoist her massive greatsword that was leaning against the job board. She lifts it up to her well defined shoulder with ease to show it off. The sword is huge, almost as tall as you are and thick like a slab of raw iron, but you see the edge is finely honed. Seeing Gatta's confidence you walk over to the guild counter with some swagger. Exchanging the flier and Guildmaster's Coin for a contract. You and Gatta walk to collect your traveling gear before you hit the road.

You travel north at faster pace than you are comfortable with. With a goal of blood in mind, Gatta relentlessly urges you forward. You can't help being impressed with her stamina as she jogs on tirelessly. After huffing along you eventually need to stop and rest. Gatta obliges but not without getting a jab in, "If you're this tired after a little hike I'd hate to imagine how much stamina a twig like you would have in bed! Ha!" With your hands interlocked behind your head it's all you can do to wheeze out, "Wouldn't you, huff, like to know, huff." Gatta cracks a grin and let's you catch your breath. As you rest and stretch out you think you catch Gatta checking you out, but before you can say anything she bites her lip and turns away. After a few minutes you're ready to resume traveling but notice that the pace has slowed some. Gatta won't admit it but she's trying to accommodate you, maybe she feels bad with how out of breath you were. Or maybe she wants to go slower so she can get a few more jokes in, you're happy to engage in some banter.

After a few more hours of joking, conversing and traveling you reach a stream at the side of the road. Considering the l how far you've traveled today you both decide to take the detour and follow the stream a bit before finding a secluded spring. You and Gatta turn to each other with a grin and move towards the spring. Before you can even finish unlacing your second boot you see Gatta's huge form bound past you and leap into the spring, dousing you with a splash. You stand up in anger but before you get a chance to explain you're dumbstruck by the half-orc woman in the pool. You've caught glances under her revealing clothing before but now that she is lazily floating nude on her back you get a stunning view. Gatta is easily 6'4" and her large frame is absolutely covered in muscle, with a number of large scars both faded and fresh along her body. Her thighs and arms ripple as she propels herself slowly around in a circle allowing you to get a look at her whole body. Seeing her naked lets you appreciate just how large her breasts are as they bob up and down on top of the water. Eventually Gatta opens her eyes and cracks a grin noticing your slackjawed stare and the tent in your leather pants. She hoists herself out of the water and flexes in a pose before shouting, "Well are you gonna sit there staring all day Twiggy or are you gonna join me in here?" Gatta's smile is infectious and her eyes are twinkling above the spring catching the afternoon sun.

Before you can respond a crashing of trees a few hundred feet away rips both your and Gatta's attention from each other and she swiftly swims out of the pool. Quickly throwing on her garments (although you don't know how much good they'll do), Gatta argues with you in a hushed voice while you relace your boots. "That would be our quarry wouldn't it? Are you ready to take this thing on and get your blades dirty?" You think for a moment before responding, "No our best bet is if you draw their attention while I shoot some well placed arrows from a hidden position. If you think you can hold your own then I can do more damage with my bow while they are distracted." Gatta doesn't seem happy with the suggestion but more shaking tree trees and another crash tell you that you're almost out of time to decide.