The older ogre nodded approvingly.  "A sensible decision.  We can all profit from this.  You will reap rewards.  As will we."  The older orc parted the front of his night-robe.  He was hairy...and hard.  To a degree Ravatranna had never seen before.  She had seen many males from her tribe.  They compared themselves in the warrior's baths, and were not shy about females of the tribe seeing.  But this creature was barely aroused, and greater than any of her tribe's men.  "Now, come attend us, woman."