<strong>High Orc, Balthus</strong>| HP: 3 MP: 1 | OT: 0/70 | GP: 0/100 | Bond: 50%<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">T</span><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">hat hulking Orc stared at the human's backside once she said all she needed to. The Orc was <em>tempted</em> to see if the human really was any different from the Goddess. The human would be the best test for the Orc to see if there was any real difference between its strength now compared to when the Orc had been stolen away by the voice. The Orc had gained a plethora of abilities for defiling the Goddess.. and since humans had been the Orcs main source of enjoyment in the lower realms the Orc was a bit <em>excited</em> to see how a human body would cope with its overwhelming strength.<br/><br/>Truthfully it was a redundant thing to think about. Either the Orc would perish while conquering Goddess' or it would defile Goddess' for the rest of its life. How could a human <em>cunt</em> ever compare to the divine cunts that Balthus had savored in the Goddess' realms and homes.<br/><br/>After eventually tearing his gaze away from the human shopkeeper's backside Balthus stepped back to the portal. He intended to return to <em>Glacial Fortress</em>, the Orc wasn’t one to leave things half-done, yet when the bulging Orc stepped through the portal with his pet Goddess.. he was surprised to find himself in a brand-new crossroads. The fact it was the crossroads was unmistakable. The portals that the voice left to guide him to his destinations were all around him. Similar to that painfully bright 'white' room that had previously been the crossroads. But instead of endless white those portals were instead on the walls of what appeared to be a cave. The only light in the crossroads, other than the eerie glow from the portals, was the flicker of torches.<br/><br/>Balthus could have just ignored the new 'crossroads' and stepped into the portal that would take him back to the Goddess' realms. But the Orc couldn't help but be curious about the new environment. Especially when it was so 'similar' to the breeding caves the Orc had returned to after so many raids in the lower realm. It seemed quite fitting for the crossroads to have this 'skin.' What Balthus was doing to the Goddess' realms was just another 'raid.' Just one the Orc took on alone.. with very little chance of death. Now, with the current Goddess following him like the spoil of a battle, it was all the more appropriate. Balthus took the soiled 'Knight-Slut' on a brief tour of the caverns while exploring the crossroads for himself.<br/><br/>The cave-like interior, even with the torches dug into the walls, was still dimly lit. Glimpses of the smoothly curved walls, and the strangely intricate design, could be seen from the torches warm glow. Every so often both Balthus, and his Goddess' pet, would pass a room. There was a total of five of them, those small rooms, and a main chamber at the end which obviously belonged to the Orc considering the size of the room. The five smaller rooms that were connected to the main hallway were quite 'bland.' For now, other than spikes in the wall that had a set of chains attached to them, none of the five rooms had anything that could accommodate a Goddess. At least in the Orcs opinion there wasn't a reason to leave the Goddess' here when they didn't even have beds. The thought that the Goddess' might not even <em>need</em> to sleep hardly crossed the Orcs mind. No. Leaving a pet here, in a breeding den that was so empty, would only end up harming his new 'sleeve.'<br/><br/>Even if the Orc was rather <em>annoyed</em> that the Knight-Slut was still walking on two legs rather than on all fours.<br/><br/>The Orc silently led the Goddess back to the portal, deciding that the exploration of the new 'den' was pointless when it was in such a shabby state. The Orc recalled the shopkeeper saying something about improving the crossroads, and seeing what the crossroads had become, the Orc could only remind himself to 'consider' the mission as a later time. Even then, the Orc might choose to improve himself or other rather than wasting time on a den. Especially when the Orc only had one 'pet.' Perhaps if the Orc acquired more sleeves, then it might decide to take better care of his pets. Once they were back in that large room with portals on the walls.. would this be a teleportation room? An array room? The Orc didn't have a word for such a place. Another thing to worry about for later.<br/><br/>The Orc gave a slightly grumbling grunt, thinking it had just wasted it's time, before stepping into the portal that lead back to 'Glacial Fortress'.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">                                   </span><br/><br/>Mission:<br/>                [In a single encounter, satisfy all kinks, deny at least 2 orgasms, and deny mind break of a Goddess.]<br/>Inventory:<br/>                [Agility Potion - Consume to add +10 to a DEX Roll]<br/>                [Interdimensional Shard (⅓)- A mysterious fragment of cosmos. It radiates with powerful energy.]</span>