You wake up on a stretcher (at least it's not the hospital tent again)

“Ahh” you say as you wake up with a start. Your being jostled around as you look around and see the hunters are carrying you on a stretcher down the mountain quickly. Some of them are carrying huge chests. others are carrying giant limbs, and two are carrying the massive dragon head.

“Hey magic man you’re up” Del’Ya says as she spots your head looking around. She leans down and says “Thanks for saving me there I would have been literally toast without you”.

“No... “ You start but are taken with a coughing fit “... Problem”.

“Don’t worry, just get some rest Yorrick,” Del’Ya says.

“Yeah but it’d be nice if you could help” Gartha yells.

“Gartha! oh hush up, we were only successful because of Yorrick let him rest”

“Fine, Fine…” Gartha begins as she approaches and leans down to you “I’ll be waiting for you to ravage me when you finally can, that dragon punch got me so fuckin hard”.

“Calm down Gartha” Del’Ya says laughing at her.

You all continue to talk down the mountain. It seems you were out for about 2 and a half days so by the end of this day of travel, you all make it back to the tribe. When your group returns there is much rejoicing and the tribe begins to count out all of the treasures you brought back. Gartha and Del’Ya take over carrying your stretcher and bring you to… great the hospital tent again. Gartha rushes the process and quickly hurries back to the other hunters, she was worried about people taking some of the gold for themselves and she wanted to watch over the distribution. Del’Ya on the other hand decides to stay back for a bit. She makes sure you make it safely into the bed there.

“Yorrick”

“Yeah “ you respond

“Well there’s something i need to tell you...” Del’Ya begins as Usaria bursts into the tent quickly followed by one of the smaller orcs she has brilliant flowing curly red hair and a leather bag she sets down and begins pulling out different instruments.

“I’ll tell you later Yorrick, thanks for saving me” she says, giving you a little peck on the cheek before leaving.

Usaria says “Oh Yorrick it’s good you’re ok i was really worried about you. When Gartha said you were injured I feared the worst”. Usaria forces you to tell her how your injuries happened and every little symptom you were feeling, she fawns over you for a while making sure you're ok before she leaves you in the care of the cute red headed orc who introduces herself as Lady Pursenon.

Lady Pursenon leads you through a bunch of what you know in your world was called physical therapy. She tests your motor functions and makes sure everything has full range of motion. As she’s going through the motions you begin to inquire about her. She is a fairly interesting orc she was raised by humans in the nearest capital and taught how to be a doctor from the finest school but when it came time for her to pick where she wanted to practice she decided to go to the home she never knew and thanks to her skills she was quickly accepted into the society. She is happy to talk about herself. It seems they sort of take her for granted here because orcs have both a high pain tolerance and a fast healing factor, it takes a lot to take an orc down for good. Lady Pursenon finishes up what she can with you today and tells you to rest.

A few hours after Lady Pursenon left Del’Ya returns and she sits by the bed with a sullen look on her face.

“Are you ok Del’Ya you look sad” you inquire.

“I’m not sad per say I'm just… I don’t know I guess I’m just lost in thought” Del’Ya begins “you see in my culture… in the monastic culture I was raised in, so not orcish culture, When your life is saved by another you must devote yourself to them through a powerful spell binding called a life debt, it links the souls of the two individuals and because i would be indebted to you I get to live as long as you do… but when you would die even if I was totally healthy I would die too. So um i know this is a lot to throw on you now but would you want to invoke the life debt and become bound to me.” Del’Ya inquires with a worried nervous expression on her face.

“Well, Del’Ya that is a lot you’re right… I guess I just have one question first. Do you want me to invoke this right?”

“It would be a great honor to be bound to you Yorrick, but... I honestly don’t know. It definitely isn’t where I saw my life going but I don’t feel opposed to it, I wanted to grow in rank her in the tribe and show them that once and for all female orcs are just as good as futanari orcs.”