The ceremonies went on for some time and the Warchif made it clear that he wanted to keep his newest wife with him for the duration. At some point he stood up and with Mayae chain in his hands started for a large tent in the not to far distance, the ceremony quieted until he signalized for it to continue. He did not give Mayae any taught as she was left the choice of running after the monstrous orcs large fast paced steps or being dragged along on the field.<br/><br/>The tent was lit with a fire in the middle and several braziers, in a corner their was a large pile of exotic furs apparently used as a bed, in it were at the moment some 10 orcish females all of them surprisingly attractive, as orcs went and by orcish standards. The Warlord growled out a couple of words and the girls gathered them selfs up and were out of the tent faster then she could have believed<br/><br/>Pulling her closer to the bed he growls out some orders again and food and drink is brought, served in goal and goblets fit for an emperor. None of the crude orcish filth either but fine wines from merchants, some of it Mayae could recognize most of it not. The food was well made and deliciously smelling to. The large tray was placed between the two of them with the orc still holding her chain, in front of Mayae was placed a cup and the orc gestured for her to eat with a deep bass growl<br/>