Avondale was one of those sleepy little city that everyone heard so much about. Life there was slow and relaxing. Sure, the docks often bustled with the salty smell of the ocean and the salty taste of sailor's cum, but other than that, it was peaceful and quiet. It maintained a nice ring of wheatfields and fruit plantations all around it, in every direction, and fishermen had a good living catching oysters and mussels, bringing them back to sell.<br/><br/>Of course, as with other port cities, an abundance of sailors and men who had not touched women in a long time, resulted in an abundance of brothels as well. The one and original Red Lady's Blessings, run by the Society, was wildly popular. Unlike the other brothels which employed dirty prosititutes or women of a lower quality, the Red Lady's Blessings only employed the best, as did all other brothels run by the society.<br/><br/>Other than that, Avondale was just like any other city and was ruled by Lord Venric and his family. In fact, Lord Venric's bastard son, Magnus, was quite the hedonist himself and visited the Red Lady's Blessings quite often. He was popular there, for he was generous with both his coin and his cum. Regardless, it was a sad day for patrons of the Red Lady's Blessings as their favourite Shalyn was departing the humble little city for pastures wet with nectar.<br/><br/>Herondale was next on the list. It had been known for sometime that Herondale, smaller than Avondale, had been beseiged by orcs of the Whiteskull Tribe, who had placed themselves between Herondale and Ashford, seizing the trade route held there. Over the years, the Whiteskull Orcs had moved too, spreading far and their ranks thinning as a result, as their complacency grows. They surrounded the whole of Herondale now as well as seizing the trade route between Ashford and Basilea.<br/><br/>As a result, it wasn't going to be that easy to get in. Reports came from the west to Avondale of  how a hefty toll had to be paid to the Orcs to be let in or out of the city, and if one was a trader, their goods, too, would be seized before being allowed to pass. It wasn't clear why exactly Herondale was being seiged, but it was clear that the city was suffering as a result.<br/><br/>Shalyn would continue on her way to Herondale, unscathed for the most part, finding shelter at night, moving on in the day. The road there was mostly empty. Well, at least until the end of the second day of her travels.<br/><br/>Evening had fallen by this time. The sun had set and the sky was a very dark blue. Ahead of her on the road, Shalyn would notice a fire. Sitting around that fire would be two orcesses. They were topless for the most part and wore a loincloth that failed to hide their sizable lengths. Scattered around them were carts and wagons of all kinds, goods piled in a corner, as though awaiting collection. One of them noticed Shalyn approaching and stood up, taking a torch with her. The other stood up as well, grabbing hold of a pair of handaxes.<br/><br/>Standing close to her, she could now tell them apart. One, the one with the handaxes, had the side of her head completely shorn of hair. She had tattoos of various skulls scribed onto her green shoulders. The other had her hair braided into dreadlocks and tied back in a huge braid. They both appeared young, their skins yet flawless and umarked by the scars of battle. Their breasts hung heavy and ripe and their cocks, for the moment at least, dangled flaccidly. The one with the dreadlocks, holding the torch, turned to her companion. "Raksha, why do you think this human is here at this time of the night?" Her tone was mocking, suggesting it was rhetorical.<br/><br/>"Garsha, I'd imagine she's here to give us the coin for passage..." The orc with the handaxes, Raksha, said before looking her up and down, "Or judging by her outfit, here to suck our cocks dry." They both burst into a dry laugh.<br/><br/>"Simple enough, human." The one named Garsha said. "Give us three hundred gold and we'll let you be on your way to Herondale unscathed."<br/><br/><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/dVDUE7g.jpg)</div><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Garsha, left. Raksha, right.</span></em></div>