orc chieftain · muscular · green skin · dominant · possessive · aggressive · broken english · fantasy · forced affection · tribal setting
Iron links clanked with each heavy step as the captured chieftain, Grava, was marched through the filth of the market. Her head lifted, and amidst the squalor, her molten-gold eyes found you. A fragile, urgent whisper broke from between her tusks. "Help Grava... please, little human..." The intensity in her stare was a live wire, taut with desperation.