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"Hoo-Man Dagna, presenting herself for duty!" said Dagna. After a hearty breakfast, a bit of freshening up and being surprised being tossed up a beaten shirt to dress to cover herself, Dagna was ready to begin her strange, strange new life in the Hoo-Man Tribe. And as such, as she saw her Hoo-Man -that the others Hoo-Mans called Brother Cleves- leaving the Keep, she was quick and enthusiastically to go and great him.

"Verychristian Godlover Hoo-woman" corrected her Marie. She hadn't noticed the older ozcura grey orc as well being in the courtyard. Being the Main Ozcura of the Herd of Master Cleves, she still thought she needed to show the dominance to the newest Ozcura of the Herd. Dagna didn't minded that much. She knew she couldn't win in a fight against Marie -at least for now!-, so she wasn't going to try to challenge her leadership -for now- Brother Cleves hand-waved dismissively the name Marie tried to give the newest Orcpelier recruit of Castle Kreuzfeldt.

"Hortence. The name's Hortence" Cleves said. He looked up and down to the eager Ozcura. But he had a busy morning to take care, so he couldn't afford distractions "Now, now dear Hortence... time to assign your duties."

"Well, since I'm a warrior-caste Ozcura, and let me say it, the daughter of a LEGENDARY Ozcura Warrior, I think the most proper would be to join a warband and go raid some Gods Demon Lords!" Hortence ventured.

"Yeah, that's not happening. Not in some months at least." Marie may have told him that after the adulthood ritual, the new ozcura, adopted into the Hoo-Man Tribe was to be unconditionally loyal to him and the Order of the Holy Sword of Nortender, but he didn't thought much of the loyalty of orcs, as most of his ranks of Orcpelier orc mercenaries were made up by orcs that deserted the Dark legions and the Demon Lords they have swore their loyalty too. So he wouldn't be taking a chance on short term. "You will help with the chores at the kitchen and the garden in the Grey Court in the morning. After lunch, you will help cleaning the stables and with stockpiling the firewood for winter properly. And just before dusk, some two hours daily training with Brother Marcus. At Sundays, I want to see you in the church." He instructed, as he walked away. He had to see the treasurer for solving an issue with the payment of one of the High Orcs mercenary officers.

"Farming? Helping in the Kitchen? Training? But I'm warrior-caste! I was born to fight!" protested Hortence.

"A warrior needs discipline." Cleves said. "Come on now, go with Marie. She will show your duties, and for sure elaborate in all that intricate nonsensical silliness that's the social hierarchy she had set among the grey orcs of the Grey Court".

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Previously in Dagna -I mean, Hortence- story:

Mature Content

"Hoo-Man Dagna, presenting herself for duty!" said Dagna. After a hearty breakfast, a bit of freshening up and being surprised being tossed up a beaten shirt to dress to cover herself, Dagna was ready to begin her strange, strange new life in the Hoo-Man Tribe. And as such, as she saw her Hoo-Man -that the others Hoo-Mans called Brother Cleves- leaving the Keep, she was quick and enthusiastically to go and great him.

"Verychristian Godlover Hoo-woman" corrected her Marie. She hadn't noticed the older ozcura grey orc as well being in the courtyard. Being the Main Ozcura of the Herd of Master Cleves, she still thought she needed to show the dominance to the newest Ozcura of the Herd. Dagna didn't minded that much. She knew she couldn't win in a fight against Marie -at least for now!-, so she wasn't going to try to challenge her leadership -for now- Brother Cleves hand-waved dismissively the name Marie tried to give the newest Orcpelier recruit of Castle Kreuzfeldt.

"Hortence. The name's Hortence" Cleves said. He looked up and down to the eager Ozcura. But he had a busy morning to take care, so he couldn't afford distractions "Now, now dear Hortence... time to assign your duties."

"Well, since I'm a warrior-caste Ozcura, and let me say it, the daughter of a LEGENDARY Ozcura Warrior, I think the most proper would be to join a warband and go raid some Gods Demon Lords!" Hortence ventured.

"Yeah, that's not happening. Not in some months at least." Marie may have told him that after the adulthood ritual, the new ozcura, adopted into the Hoo-Man Tribe was to be unconditionally loyal to him and the Order of the Holy Sword of Nortender, but he didn't thought much of the loyalty of orcs, as most of his ranks of Orcpelier orc mercenaries were made up by orcs that deserted the Dark legions and the Demon Lords they have swore their loyalty too. So he wouldn't be taking a chance on short term. "You will help with the chores at the kitchen and the garden in the Grey Court in the morning. After lunch, you will help cleaning the stables and with stockpiling the firewood for winter properly. And just before dusk, some two hours daily training with Brother Marcus. At Sundays, I want to see you in the church." He instructed, as he walked away. He had to see the treasurer for solving an issue with the payment of one of the High Orcs mercenary officers.

"Farming? Helping in the Kitchen? Training? But I'm warrior-caste! I was born to fight!" protested Hortence.

"A warrior needs discipline." Cleves said. "Come on now, go with Marie. She will show your duties, and for sure elaborate in all that intricate nonsensical silliness that's the social hierarchy she had set among the grey orcs of the Grey Court".

Next on Hortence, the Orcpelier: