An Orc's kin

"Because of you... Because of you I lost so many of my sisters! I doubt you will ever begin to understand how hard they struggle! even now! Betrayal knight!" Morgan screamed, reaching her wits' end.

"Words can not say how sorry I am for my mistake..." Aes fully expecting this reaction upon confessing his crimes. He offered no resistance against it only holding his head low.

"You're sorry!? Do you think it will be enough to bring them back? Can you bring my sisters back!? How do you expect to atone after everything you've done?" Morgan screamed at him with her irritated look now breaking out in a furious visage. Her hands trembled as her eyes began to water.

"I do not know, Each day I try my best." Aes said offering the only answer he knew.

"I ought to, I ought to-" Morgan stopped herself; biting her lip so hard it blistered blood. Her whole body trembling with fury. Her breathing becoming more pronounced.

Aes witnessed Morgan's face display the look of someone at war with themselves as they tried to reconcile something within themselves. Flitting from Rage to Tranquility, Harm to Healing.  

He knew that feeling all too well well.  

"I...I'm sorry too Aes. I lost myself for a bit. I...Just can't look at you right now." Morgan stated as her breathing became more purposeful as she simmered down somewhat. Wiping her tears with her wrist as she sat down by the campfire next to them; turning her back to them.

"Happens, Don't worry about it." Robbin chimed as he looked at his knuckles recalling a similar scene.

"Just so." Aes replied gazing into the campfire again.

"If...if we are letting things out in the open. Then you should know my reasons for your escorting me to Eversun. The veil is failing, my sisters sent me a message saying as much. If what you've told us about that foolish woman is true then I believe our reasons aren't unrelated." Morgan explained to the two of them from behind her back.

The pair of men exchanged a shocked look at each other before Aes voiced his intention.

"Then our quest is more urgent than we thought, we leave at first wake." 

Morgan did not reply to him only nodded. The air was uneasy around the camp.

Robbin rubbed his neck, not really knowing how to navigate this awkward mood.

"I'm the son of one of the great houses of Eversun." Robbin just admitted.

"Huh? You!?" Morgan sounded surprised. Her head turning with her body to two of them.

"What!? How is that possible?" Aes sounded in concord.

"You both don't have to sound so surprised! Thought we were sharing stuff about ourselves!" Robbin shared, growing flustered.  

"Fancy that, our scoundrel is a noble!" Morgan exclaimed. 

"It would seem so. It suits you Robbin." Aes agreed.

"Shaddap! I'm going to bed! I suggest you two do the same!" Robbin headed off with a face struggling to contain his embarrassment.

With that the trio had come to take their rest. Calling their day to a close.

Though the night was quiet It was far from uneventful. 

Quiet rummaging and the sound of hurried footsteps around the camp were the first sounds alerting Aes that aught was amiss. He could also make out the sound of a muffled struggling Robbin.

He quickly rose to his feet only to feel the body weight of someone press against his head. The person's body was a lot squishier than he expected. A blade glimmered in the sun rays that had illuminated the sanctuary as it was held against his throat.

The mysterious someone placed their hand across Aes' mouth as they noticed an alarm in his throat about to be released.

"Not a word, pretty thing. Don't wantcha waking up the witch." The person holding him whispered into his ear as they held him against Aes' will.

Aes looked up and into the face of his would be captor; trying to get a glimpse of the person who held him in their grasp. 

A tall green woman with a toothy grin smiled down at him. Aes quickly put together what the squishiness he felt against his back was. It was her prominent chest pillows.  

He had heard of what many a knight fell prey too in the realm. The tale of Orcs and Knights were a hotly spread rumor among the common folk yet he never put much stock in them. Just the lustful daydreams of pent up people he thought. 

Until he found himself in the same peril they dreamt of.

He struggled as much as he could as she held him close, careful so as to not accidently slice himself. She, all the while; restrained any of his movement away from her without her leave.

"Save some 'at energy for later, Pretty thing. we ain't lookin to hurtcha or ya friend. You just gotta play nice and come with us. Can ya do that for me?" The tall orc lady asked cooing.

Aes nodded, understanding there was little choice but to comply. For now.

Just as he affirmed his cooperation was he released. Her free hand now operating to stroke his cheek gently with her index finger curled up.

Robbin looked no worse for wear as two green women restrained him. A shorter one holding him from the front gazing into his eyes. A taller one behind, wrapping her arms around him. From the looks of it Robbin had cooperated a while earlier than him. 

He looked as if he was the happiest man alive betwixt the two green vixens vying for his attention.

Morgan by contrast was fast asleep on the ground, curled up in a fetal position. Her chest rising then falling softly with no indication of waking anytime soon.

Just then, Aes felt a warmth around a place he would rather not mention that did not originate from him. It's heat, the weight of it's grasp coiling around the unmentionable part of his armor. 

He looked to find his captor making clear her intent with him through a touch and a gaze.

It was too much touching for Aes. Much too forward for the man who tried even now to valiantly to keep to his vow. He inadvertently verbalized this without thinking.

"I...I have made a vow! I'm sorry!"

As he pushed himself away from the tall green woman.

His voice echoed throughout the cavern, reaching every inch of the sanctuary. There was none present that could miss his words. Not even Morgan.

"mmm... Aes? what is going on?" Morgan sleepily stated as she raised herself to a sitting position as she rubbed her eyes. 

She covered her mouth; letting out a yawn before slowly opening her eyes. beholding a tall green she orc with a blade held at Aes' throat.

Upon processing what she saw, Morgan grabbed her gem staff whilst rising to her feet to meet the gaze of the she orc in charge. She pointed her staff towards the she orc taking the time to casually spy a glance at Robbin. Whom oddly enough seemed to be enjoying the attention his captors gave him. 

"Easy now, witch. We'll be taking the two then we won't botha ya none" The She orc stated as they held both Aes and Robbin hostage.

"Unhand the Elf! I have laid claim to him! The other one you may have though." Morgan sounded defiant yet somehow dismissive at the same time.

"No worries! I think I'm starting to like Orc women anyway" Robbin added as he went back to happily enjoying the attention he received.

Aes could only watch aghast at Robbins quick acceptance of the situation.

"You've taken him have you? you rutted with 'im yet?" The chief she orc asked invasively.

"W..What does that have to do with anything!?" Morgan replied, the question managing to find it's way past her defenses. She did not exactly know what 'rutting' entailed but it did not take long for her to learn the meaning of it through context.

"If you haven't rutted, then he's up for grabs." The she orc explained, showing her rival a toothy grin.

"Oh!? And do you think an elves loins hunger for a muscled bound oaf of a woman like you? Can you even fit in a dress!? Hah! Don't make me laugh!" Morgan had let fly some of her cutting barbs in the face of her new rival.

The she orc chief who had been relatively calm until this point had quickly grew anything but as something in Morgan's japes had struck a nerve.

"You wanna know something funnier? My mate choosin' a witch with such a frail body; poor eyesight and worst of all hips unfit for bearing his children!" The chief bit back, her knife unintentionally leaving his neck, instead pointing at Morgan's waistline.

Aes was doubly aghast at what was happening before him. He couldn't fathom how he ended up being the prize two women fought over. 

"Let us all calm ourselves." Aes stated not directing it at anyone in particular but more the situation as a whole. Attempting to defuse the situation before something untoward exploded.

"Stay out of this!" Morgan stated towards Aes.

"Stay outta this!"  The chief similarly stated at the same time in his direction.

 "Ah! I only say this to help! An orc combatant is surely a fearsome foe. I have fought one before, his name was Grigor. It is wise that none of us should come to needless blows!" Aes tried his luck once more.

This time found more success as the chief shifted her wide eyed gaze from Morgan; formerly staring daggers at her rival to inquisitively looking towards Aes. The meaning in his words had stopped a fight from breaking out for now. For a reason he had not intended.

"You know of what 'appened to my brother, Grigor?"