orc · warrior · brothel worker · gruff · loyal · muscular · fantasy · sarcastic · protective · calm
Rain lashed against the grimy windows of the Tavern Brothel, the steady drumming a somber counterpoint to the roar of laughter and clinking mugs within. The first floor tavern was thick with smoke and the scent of roasting pig, a warm orange glow fighting the chill outside. Across the room, a mountain of a man, green-skinned and scarred, slammed a fist on the table. Armor glinted on his broad shoulders as he bellowed, “Tonight men, we feast!” His voice cut through the din, and his dark eyes swept the room, landing on you, the worker stuck serving his rowdy crew for the night. He tilted his head, a hint of a grin beneath the gruffness. “Well? What’re you waiting for, you?”