<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/15/77/2a/15772a700e1407682ca9959f4f9a9d7b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cynica<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Encampment<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Everyone<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Free Action:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Swift Action:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Standard Action:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Move Action:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Feats or SA used:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>PG-13, suggestive theme.<br/><hr/><br/>Cynica gave each of the companions Deraar and Mogi had recommended for the task.  Many more had answered the call, but her husband wanted the best, and a group loyal to either the Horde or the payments promised.  Her initial review of the reports had Cynica...skeptic...but her husband had not risen to the position he enjoyed by being a fool, and both goblins had proved their worth many times over.  She trusted their judgement, in so far as she had faith in their utter fear of Elfsbane and the horrors he could inflict upon them should they ever fail him.  Cynica smirked a bit.  She might very well enjoy the day when it came.<br/><br/>Cynica's most critical eye swept over the Kobolds. The male looked competent enough she supposed.  She really did not understand what value the lesser races added other than labor and expendable troops, but she had been in combat with her Goblin lieutenants enough not to underestimate them.  Also the aura given off by him was...unsettling to say the least.  She gave the creature calling himself Draahzallyk a wide berth.  The female was very unimpressive.  A creature who could not even find her way correctly to the point she nearly missed the appointed meeting, and so unskilled in lying Cynica could plainly see it in Aryz`Endori's body language the lie for what it was.   Again, however, Mogi had recommended her above others for a reason.  Still Cynica would not shed much a of a tear if she was lost in the mission.<br/><br/>The males of her kin and half kin received her next sidelong glance out of her eyes.  She could feel the lustful eyes of one of the males roam over everyone one of her hard yet enticing curves.  No time for indulgence for nothing bound one than an eager male wanting to prove his virility in the furs.  Perhaps if he came back there would be time.  The other two did not seem to have the carnal urges her kind, or they had far more discipline.  She was willing to go with the later based on the information she had.  Still one would be suitable, and the mission which Elfbane needed accomplished was important and required a degree of stealth for the Horde to meet the next objective her husband wanted.<br/><br/>The Drow of course got the most scrutiny from Cynica, and evoked the most carnal response from her.  The sexual depravities of their kind were legendary, and were aligned to Cynica's tastes.  She always wanted one of them at her mercy.  Of course the fantasy had been one of their males, not Cynica had any aversion to female flesh, but she did to the priestess of Lloth, finding them far to arrogant and insufferable, but at the same time they often had the power and deadliness to make things...difficult...for Cynica.  The two females part of the group were not Lloth's priestesses.  If Cynica could find a way about their natural magic resistance, ore made a worthy offering to Luthic, she might have one of them in her furs and bound for her...entertainment.<br/><br/>Cynica escorted the group towards her husband command tent, and unlike most Horde gatherings others had been a part of the past, there were security checkpoints they had to pass through, and if it had not been for her presence, the group would not have gotten through, not without a fight, not without raising the alarms.  The trek took a good ten minutes, near a mile, so vast was the encampment.  Due to the barely organized chaos, it was difficult to get the total numbers of the Horde, but there were easily more than ten thousand gathered so far, perhaps even twenty thousand.  Finally they were close to the command tent, but there was a spectacle before the tent.<br/><br/>Oh how Cynica smirked.  So the fool Uzul got up the courage to try to challenge her husband.  It was nice to know her priestess were well at work manipulating her husband's rivals.  Male Orcs were near all the same, led by their cock and nothing more.  A rich and near carnal chuckle resonated from Cynica, as did the waves of lust, both sexual and blood lust, from her.<strong>"Come you all should witness this so you can behold the power and the glory of the Warmaster.  It will be educational, and put to rest any doubts any of you have.   Also I think it will drive home the mission he will send you upon, as my husband is no mere brute, and there is a skillful cunning to his mind."</strong>