Hunting with Mother part. 4

I have seen Brenda fight with an axe, it was brash and ferocious. This is the first time I witnessed her wield those blades, her strikes are that of a pugilist combined with swift sweeping motions, reminiscent of a dance.

She read the beast's every move, striking the gaps of it's thick armored hide with deadly precision and without wasting any movement. The massive beast never stood chance, it bled out and collapsed to the ground with a resounding thump. Shortly after, Brenda and her mother started butchering the creature, harvesting parts that can be repurposed. From what I overheard, the Split-Jaw's head and carapace will be used to forge Brenda's ceremonial armor.

With the carcass in tow, we exited the clearing to look for the boss. We found him in a sorry state; leather armor torn to shreds.

"Oh, you already killed it" He said disappointedly, then we walked back to the town.

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It was already sundown when we arrived, and straight to Hjarif's (Brenda's mother) house we went. It was a beautiful three storey structure spiraling around a gigantic tree. We were welcomed by two of Brenda's cousins who looked very close to her age. They later joined us in the open air bath.

The taller one is named Ruxia, a drake rider. She is as tall as some of the giant-kin (Goliath) that I have met in my travels, with beautifully formed thighs and perfectly shaped legs.
The shorter one but still at least a foot taller than Brenda is named Sahari. A very alluring woman that covers all orcish beauty standards; large breasts, thick dark locks of hair, and wide hips.

Hjarif gestured for me to sit in front of her, and she started to wash my hair. In their clan, washing someone's hair is an expression of good-will and hospitality. I listened to the orcs talk and catch up, and I noticed how talkative Brenda can be when she's around family. They exchanged stories about their life and adventures and banter about silly things they did when they were younger. 

I was trying to focus and enjoy the very thorough scalp treatment, but it was difficult to concentrate when surrounded by splendid orcish beauties in full display.  I was so glad that I tagged along in this little trip.

I will undoubtedly brag about this experience in the guild halls when I get home.

-Breena