Setting the ogre up to look like it was merely sleeping took a bit of work, but it was convincing enough after a moment, and a good shelter from the view. The orcs would be less helpful, with most of their heads missing, they would not convince anyone that got a look at their heads from closer than a moderate distance. The pockets were swiftly raided for a gathering of things, and Petra had her pickings lined up before her.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC Loot</div><div class="spoiler_body">From the Orcs, a ragged collection of coins, amounting to 32 gold total can be found, quite a lot for orcs, their gear might be sold but its not masterwork and its fairly heavy to carry. They did carry two black jewels (each worth 50 gp) and among those three, they had 1 vial of crimson liquid that looks like a potion. <br/><br/>The ogre's hide-clothes held a large pocket with its stuff in it. Other than its <em>large wooden greatclub</em> the ogre possesed a sack with spices smelling inside (8 lbs weight), possibly costly. There's also a pouch with coins inside, a large amount of them, mainly silver but a good share of gold too, and numerous coppers. All in all, 259 gold and 5 silver in worth. The ogre also had a small figurine on it, resembling a buxom and large-assed woman wearing nothing, posing showing her ass. The race of the woman was questionable, the statue's face looked human but a bit crudely made, it could have been a more shapely elf, or something more exotic. It appears enchanted. Lastly, there's a silver whistle, likewise seeming enchanted.</div></div><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>The young woman, Karia, looked at Petra a bit surprised at being denied clothing earlier but accepted it nonetheless, moving along to check on the man's health obediently and nodding quickly. "Yes I was lucky, I only got groped and felt up and told I'd be a price, hooray for being lucky." Her voice showed a bit of sarcasm but also relief from the frightening experiences she had been through.<br/><br/>The halfling woman nod at the question of her name, swallowing. "Tinde. Tinde Daness, I am ... was an apprentice to an enchanter I was travelling with. The ogre beat his skull in, ate him, and seemed to consider me a fun toy since i was 'too small to eat, too small for fun' for it." The halfling said a bit timidly.<br/><br/>The man woke up finally made some noise at this stage, trying to get up to seated position. Seeming a bit shaky, he slumped back again. The halfling sighed at this. "He looks still haggard, he ought to wake up in an hour a bit better off already. I think there's another hour and a half for the orcs to come by, and that should leave us to be ready."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Rewarding... mood?" Tinde repeated, staring at Petra and seeming to get it a moment later. "I ah, I don't have something like that but..." She swallowed. "A little magic and... maybe... if you can both wait for me a minute? I haven't really been able to read the 'book' today." She said a bit awkward but offered up.<br/><br/>"W-wait, you want to savage me? Aren't you a hero?" Karia stared a bit shocked at Petra and her size, her eyes widened and looking at it intimidated, seeming reluctant to just agree easily at least, but yet stunned at the view of the cock, her naked figure showing her parted legs and the rosy cunt between them as she was standing there mouth a little open.<br/><br/>"I'm... sure she can help you... till then." The halfling said a bit more agreeable in nature, moving towards a soaked backpack laying at the waterside.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC Backpack</div><div class="spoiler_body">If Petra wanted to loot the backpack too, she came in possession of 6 books with scribbles inside them, spells possibly,  3 of them made small sized books, 3 of them made medium sized books. The larger books had a lot more pages filled  but still. Beyond those, the back had been emptied out before it seemed, though halfling sized clothes had been packed at the bottom, soaked through.</div></div>