You sat in a booth naked with your parter, (who you knew was named Izzae) drinking large mugs of ale laughing, having a great time. Occasionally kissing.
“Umm. Excuse me..”
You hear a voice interrupting your counting as Izzae chugged a large mug of beer. Even after you stopped she still continued to chug.
You look down and see a dwarf with a long black beard and red fancy suit. He clearly wasn’t a regular given he still has his clothes on.
“Wut uze want?” You asked slightly annoyed having to count again.
The dwarf was nervous. Good, he knew were he was.
“Are... are you the orcs Izzae and Falk?” The dwarf asks.
“Deppen on hooze azzkin .” You respond leaning back and putting your sexy green feet on the table stretching your toes. (You were Falk and knew it, but the dwarf didn’t.) Izzae kept chugging her beer even though you weren’t counting any more, just watching the waisted bear stream down her green muscular body.
“Me” said the dwarf. “I’m asking. I want to hire you to clear out some goblins from a dwarf strong hold I own and possibly recover the treasure inside.”
Izzae finally finished her beer at this and places the mug upside down on the table.
“W’ll der be flashy bits?” Izzae asked and Falk could smell the beer in here breath even from here.
The dwarf nodded excitedly. “Yes. By helping you’ll each get 25% to split between you of course. At last check the treasury houses 5,671 gold. 6,843 silver, and 10,45–“
“We azzept” Izzae blurted out without letting the dwarf finish. More flashy bitz ment more beer, that was something both Falk and Izzae liked, which is why they take take quests.
“Umm. That’s good. You should probably take this map to.” The dwarf pulled out a folded piece of paper from his pocket.
Falk grabbed the paper with her foot and brought it up to her face.
“We’re all da flashy bitz at?” Falk asked.
The dwarf turned the map the right way and pointed. “Entrance here. Treasury here. Now to get there you need to watch out for the traps there not on the map so—“
“Thanxx.” You say folding up the map and put it between your green breasts.
“Lezz go hunny” You motion for Izzae to get up.
“Wait!” The dwarf calls after you as you leave. “The fortress is in the Arrelian Swamp! You at least need some armor to protect against the —“
But you and Izzae were alright out of ear shot. Headed to the Arrelian swam to kill goblins. Half drunk and all naked...