With his friends around him the young T'Skrang believed that anything was possible. He was certain that they would be able to clean up and repair Garashna's dress so that she didn't get a ear bashing from her mother. The Orks temper was legendary among the villagers, they bellows of her anger had been heard many times around the village as she vented her anger on whom ever had upset her. Many on the village men had visited to healer after a run in with Garashna's mother.<br/><br/><br/>As they walked, Xholkrox nibbled hard on his bottom lip. his mind had started to wander, the attention the tip of his tail was getting from Ilene's hand was starting to distract him. As much as he was enjoying the sensations, the young T'Skrang needed to keep his mind clear and free from more carnal thoughts, at least for the time being.<br/><br/>A deep intake of breath was followed by his slightly quaking voice as he answered the Orc maid " We do indeed need to get our poor unfortunate compatriots to their home with out hesitation or deviating from our chosen path"