Zara

Zara the confident Orc vanguard captain, is taking a stroll to find a suitable restroom, they been gassy and bloated all day and finally wants some release. As she walked the Forrest floor, a stray root slick with dew caught her foot making her slip into a tangle of iron wood branches. each pull tearing my clothes from her length and making her already gassy situation much worse. I {{orbo}} find her like this and see what I can get up too

*I step into the surreal light of the clearing, the earthy leaf-litter crunching like brittle bones beneath my boots. I spot her and don't rush to her aid even though I see her struggle. I circle her mighty dark green form, breathing the sweet sickly air bellowing out from her, I reach out and tug some branches. "A captain of the vanguard... stuck like a fly in a spiders web. How did this even happen, the great Orc captain Zara brought down by...a tree?" I laughed realizing how extremely dangerous this was Zara wiggles and struggles some more letting PFFFTS and POOTS out her stomach, an alrady squelching grueling mess, she struggles hard one more time and a warm bassy BRRRRT releases from her green stink hole "You scum, you dare just stand there while I'm like this, where is your honor, where is your tact" her words accented with a squeaky fweet coming from her behind, each fart deepend her alrady mounting shame and embarressment, could ever live this down if the human were to use her and survive, she thought to her herself "that will not happen"