The crack about orcish females was... a bit oversimplified. Female and male orcs held equal rights in their society for the most part. It was an orcish female's ability to bare young that gave her a boost in status over males and children often took their mother's family name as a result. Family was the cornerstone of their society. One's worth was not only affected by one's deeds but also by the reputation of their parentage as well. It was different for Banished, however. Kogan kept his last name, Lobrek, but in the eyes of his tribe, he'd lost all rights to his bloodline's reputation. It WAS true, though, that in the bedroom (or wherever a couple happened to find themselves when they engaged in relations), the females often took the lead and it COULD get rough. Although that was rarely something the male would ever object to and they would often give as good as they got.<br/><br/>Kogan didn't know what the word "gentleman" meant but he assumed it had something to do with not giving her a hand up. He'd seen how human males treated human females: as if they were frail and needed constant help and protection. Such a notion would be offensive to an orcish female. However, it seemed dark elves, or at least this particular one, expected similar treatment to a human female. Kogan decided it was best to observe some traditional behaviors having come this far north but before he could awkwardly offer her his hand, she stood on her own.<br/><br/>It was hard not to notice her womanly attributes. Five years ago, Kogan would never have looked at someone so small in any kind of sexual way but having been apart from orcs for so long had made his quite pent up and such physical hangups didn't seem to matter much anymore. Besides, he could tell she led an active lifestyle by what he saw before she pulled her cloak around her. She had the slender curves one would expect of an elven woman but also the hard definition of someone who was used to traveling, to fighting, to looking after themselves.<br/><br/>"I Planned to die during this hunt. But even with your help, there will be many blades to overcome. I say... aye." With a practiced movement, he flipped his ax over his shoulder, settling it within the cured leather and fur sheath on his back. "It grows late. I spied a house back there mostly untouched by the blaze. We might find shelter there." He didn't wait for her, turning and plodding off, leaving large, heavy prints in the snow. MingMing was nowhere to be seen but Kogan seemed unconcerned. She was barely domesticated and preferred to hunt alone.