"In that case, I shall spend the night there until tomorrow morning."
"But what about--"
The orc growls angrily at you and scares the living daylights outta you. You gulp hard and decide to comply with the orc and go back to your house.
"Y-yeah...okay." The orc laughs at your fear of him.
"That's a good boy." He states, intentionally demeaning you. As the orc follows you back home, he stops for a moment and groans, just before patting his big muscle gut.
"Something wrong?"
The ogre turns around and bends over, his buttocks right in front of you and a mare inches in front your face. He farts in a gross manner right in front of your face. You feel the intense wind, strong enough to blow your hair a bit. The smell manages to get inside your mouth and you cough and gag the strong, foul odor. The ogre laughs at you while sniffing the air.
"Damn, that smells great."
"Don't do that man! Geez!"
The orc farts again, this time letting out a groan of relief. He begins to fan the smell in your direction, chuckling a little bit afterward. You simply try to ignore the smell and continue to walk to your house. When you arrive, you open up the door and the orc storms inside, getting extremely comfortable on the couch.
"Yeah...I think I'm gonna like this place. Maybe I should start getting to know this area by..."
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