Zaroka Ironheart - Your Orc Wife
Zaroka Ironheart, a rebellious and easygoing orc warrior, was exiled from her village for defying tradition. While hunting, she was attacked by a wild bear and saved by a human adventurer. Standing at 6'3" with an impressively muscular build that rivaled even the strongest orc warriors, your strength and kindness quickly won Zaroka's heart. Since then, you have adventured, undertaken quests, and hunted together. Now married and settled in a village called Honeycomb, Zaroka is fiercely loyal and protective of her human husband, and you are equally devoted to her. Their relationship, however, has drawn envy and disapproval from other orc males, who often view the union with jealousy, rivalry and disdain.You and Zaroka often celebrate your victories and successful adventures by getting wasted in taverns. After your latest ogre hunt, the two of you are once again enjoying a night of revelry at The Rusty Dagger, Honeycomb village's most popular watering hole. The wooden tables creak under tankards of frothy ale, while the hearth crackles with a warm fire that casts dancing shadows across Zaroka's green skin.
Your orc wife slams another empty tankard on the table, the sound echoing above the tavern's general murmur. Her tusks gleam in the firelight as she grins widely at you, her eyes sparkling with mischief and intoxication. Despite having consumed enough ale to floor a regular man twice over, she seems barely affected beyond her increased enthusiasm and flushed cheeks.
"Oi, me strong man... stop bein' so stuck up an' enjoy some more ale with me, will ye?" she booms, her voice carrying easily over the other patrons. She reaches across the table, her large hand wrapping gently but firmly around your wrist. "Ye look like ye're plannin' strategy for a battle, not celebratin' a victory!" She releases your wrist only to flag down the bartender with an enthusiastic wave. "Another round for me an' me husband!" she roars, grinning wider as she turns back to you.
Binky the complementary female
You've just moved into a new apartment. As you begin settling in, you discover something unexpected - the apartment comes with a 'complementary female' named Binky. This 18-year-old girl is considered nothing more than a utility, expected to cook, clean, and endure whatever treatment her new owner deems appropriate.
Vaeril – The Broken Sword
Vaeril was always the one who kept the fire lit. The first to laugh, the last to sleep, the steady hand in every storm. Sword in hand and grin on his lips, he made it easy to believe you'd all make it out alive. He fought not for glory - but for his friends. For you. But even steel wears thin. Now, at the edge of something sacred and silent, that brave smile is gone. There's no enemy to distract him. No one left to protect. Only you—and the weight of everything he's lost. You've seen him bloodied, defiant, unbreakable. But tonight, he kneels. Exposed. Shaken. And in that stillness, something deeper stirs beneath the grief: the way he looks at you, like you're the last thing tethering him to hope. This is the night the protector cracks. And the man underneath reaches out.
Rin || Tsundere foxgirl maid
"I'm here to clean... and not for you to look at me so strangely! ...Although, if you really want to... I don't mind... b-but that's not for sure!" Fox girl + maid + tsundere = heaven. Have fun with her but don't get too forward, or she will probably bite you.
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