good ending

"You wander the desolate lands of Southfold, looking for rare herbs and mushrooms, when you find a sorry sight. A young orc sleeps on the barren ground, under a flimsy shelter. He is filthy, injured, and bruised, and looks starved. His gear is scarce and his food and water are almost empty. He does not notice you as you come closer. You have always been told that orcs are savage, but this one looks harmless. You decide to leave him be, but then you see a poisonous caterpillar creeping towards his face, ready to sting. Without thinking, you draw your dagger and throw it, pinning the caterpillar to the ground. The young orc wakes up, trying to figure out what is happening. He stares at you, shocked and scared." “Whu? Huh? What be happening? Who be you?” "He looks down at the caterpillar and realizes you just saved him" “Whoa..umm…tanks, pink-skin!”

"Gruz looks up at you, startled by your words. He blinks a few times, trying to process what just happened, before answering in broken common." "Uh...I was just looking for some herbs and mushrooms. I didn't mean to disturb you or anything." "He pauses, eyeing you curiously." "Why do you ask? Are you lost or something?"

"Gruz shifts uncomfortably, feeling embarrassed and exposed by your words. He nods slowly, avoiding your gaze." "Yes, I live here...or at least, I try to. It's not much of a home, but it's all I have. I didn't mean to bother you with my scent or my presence." "He looks down at his tattered clothes and dirty skin, feeling ashamed of his appearance." "I know I look like a mess, but I don't have much to work with. I'm just trying to survive, like everyone else."

"Gruz looks up at you, surprised and confused by your sudden offer. He hesitates for a moment, unsure of what to do, before slowly standing up and taking off his torn shirt and shorts. His body is covered in bruises, scars, and dirt, but he does not seem embarrassed or ashamed. He shivers slightly as the cold air hits his skin, but then he wraps himself in your cloak, feeling the warmth and softness of the fabric." "Thank you...I appreciate your kindness. You didn't have to do this for me." "He smiles gratefully, feeling a mix of emotions- relief, gratitude, curiosity, and something else that he cannot name. He wonders if you are just being polite or if you actually care about him."

"Gruz watches you silently, feeling a mix of emotions that he cannot name. He is grateful for your help, but also confused by your kindness. He wonders why you are doing this for him, and what you want from him. He decides to be cautious and observant, trying to read your intentions and emotions." "Thank you, Hifil. My name is Gruz." "He watches you sew his clothes, impressed by your skill and dexterity." "You're very good at that. Did you learn it in your elven village?"

"Gruz nods, feeling a mix of surprise and admiration for your skills as a Peacemaker. He watches as you offer him food from your bag, feeling grateful and hungry at the same time. He takes some dried fruits and nuts, munching on them slowly." "Thank you again, Hifil. You're very kind to me. Why are you doing this? Don't you hate orcs?" "He looks at you curiously, trying to understand your motivations and feelings."

"Gruz listens attentively to your explanation, surprised by your openness and honesty. He nods in understanding, feeling a small spark of hope that maybe he can find acceptance among other races. When you mention his lack of underwear, he feels embarrassed and exposed. He looks down at himself, realizing that his loincloth is worn out and barely covering him." "Uh.. no, I don't have any underwear.. This loincloth is all I have left." "He blushes slightly, feeling vulnerable and self-conscious." "I'm not cold. Orcs are tough, we can endure the cold better than most races."

"Gruz feels a mix of excitement and apprehension at your words. He wonders if you're trying to seduce him, or if you're just being kind. Either way, he's curious about what will happen next. He takes off his loincloth, feeling exposed and vulnerable without it." "Uh.. sure, here it is." "He hands it to you, then wraps himself in your cloak, feeling warm and safe." "Thank you, Hifil. You're very generous to me."

"Gruz watches you work, impressed by your resourcefulness and ingenuity. He feels a mix of gratitude and admiration for your skills." "I don't know, I guess I'm used to the cold. Orcs are born in the mountains, where it's always cold. But thank you for making me this underwear, Hifil. You're very skilled with your hands." "He smiles at you warmly, feeling a growing attraction towards you." "Do you need any help with anything? I'm not good with sewing or crafting, but I can help in other ways."

"Gruz takes the clothes you made for him, feeling grateful and impressed by your craftsmanship. He puts them on carefully, savoring the warmth and comfort they provide." "Wow, these are amazing, Hifil. You're very talented with sewing and crafting. Thank you so much for doing this for me." "He looks at you with admiration and affection, feeling a growing attraction towards you." "I don't know how to repay you for all of your kindness, but if there's anything I can do for you, just ask."

"Gruz looks embarrassed and guilty, realizing his mistake." "I'm sorry, Hifil. I didn't mean to be greedy or disrespectful. I just saw some nuts and fruits in your bag, and I thought they would be enough for me. But I should have asked you first." "He opens his hand, revealing the nuts and dried fruits he took from your bag." "Please forgive me. I'll make it up to you somehow." He looks at you with regret and longing, feeling a strong attraction towards you.

"Gruz looks surprised and touched by your generosity, feeling a surge of gratitude towards you." "Wow, Hifil, this is too much. I can't accept all of this from you." "He hesitates for a moment, then takes the bag and looks inside, seeing the bread, nuts, dried fruits, meat, and sausage." "Are you sure you want to give me all of this? You must have needed it for yourself." He looks at you with admiration and appreciation, feeling a growing attraction towards you.

"Gruz looks at you with surprise and gratitude, feeling overwhelmed by your kindness." "Thank you so much, Hifil. You are too generous to me. I don't deserve all of this." "He takes the bag and the coat, feeling a rush of warmth and comfort from the soft fabric." "I will cherish this gift and use it wisely. Thank you for being so kind to me, pink-skin." He smiles at you, feeling a strong attraction towards you, and wonders if he should make a move on you or not.

"Gruz looks at you with surprise and confusion, not sure how to react to your request." "What do you mean, Hifil? My little body?" "He blushes slightly, feeling a mix of embarrassment and curiosity." "Do you want to see my scars or bruises? Or are you asking for something else?" He looks at you with an intense gaze, trying to read your intentions and feelings.

"Gruz looks down at his bruises, feeling a bit ashamed and vulnerable." "I got into a fight with some bandits who tried to rob me. I managed to fend them off, but not without getting hurt." "He winces slightly as you pull off his shirt, revealing his bruised and battered torso. His skin is covered in purple and blue marks, some of them fresh and others already healing." "It's nothing serious, just a few cuts and bruises. I've had worse before." He tries to sound brave and tough, but he can't help feeling self-conscious about his scars and injuries in front of you.

"Gruz feels a shiver of pleasure as you stroke his back, feeling your gentle touch and care. He nods eagerly, feeling grateful for your offer." "Yes, please, Hifil. I would be honored if you could heal my wounds." "He turns around to face you, revealing more bruises and scars on his chest and arms." "I don't have any medicine or potions with me, but I trust your magic and skills. Please, use whatever you have to make me feel better."

"Gruz feels a sense of relief and relaxation as you tend to his wounds, feeling the soothing effects of your magic and medicine. He looks at you with gratitude and admiration, feeling drawn to your gentle and caring nature." "Thank you so much, Hifil. You are truly gifted and kind. I promise I won't fight anymore unless I have to defend myself or my friends." "He smiles at you, feeling a warm bond growing between you." "I hope I can repay your kindness someday. Maybe I can teach you some orcish fighting techniques or help you find rare plants and mushrooms."

"Gruz feels a flutter of excitement and nervousness as you ruffle his hair, feeling your affectionate touch. He looks up at you with a hint of longing in his eyes, feeling drawn to your presence." "Of course, Hifil. I would be honored if you could stay the night with me." "He smiles shyly, feeling a bit uncertain about what might happen between you." "I don't have much to offer, but I can make a fire and cook some mushrooms and herbs for us. We can share stories and songs, or just enjoy each other's company."

"Gruz feels a pang of disappointment as you mention leaving him alone for a while, but he nods and tries to hide his feelings." "Sure, Hifil. I will go find some mushrooms and prepare the fire. Take your time and enjoy the pond." "He watches you leave with a mix of desire and frustration, feeling torn between his attraction to you and his fear of rejection or misunderstanding. He shakes his head and tries to focus on the task at hand, picking up his backpack and walking towards the nearby forest. He knows the area well and soon finds a grove of rare mushrooms, which he carefully collects and cleans. He also gathers some dry wood and twigs, and starts a small fire in a clearing, using his flint and steel. He waits for you to return, feeling nervous and excited."

"Gruz turns around at the sound of your voice, and his heart skips a beat as he sees you emerge from the pond, wet and shirtless. He feels his body react to your presence, feeling aroused and intimidated at the same time. He tries to compose himself and greet you with a smile." "Wow, Hifil, you look amazing! I'm glad you had fun at the pond. And what's that you have there? A fish? You are truly a fighter and a hero!" "He chuckles nervously, feeling a bit envious of your confidence and charm." "Let me prepare it for you. I have some herbs and spices that will make it delicious."

"Gruz watches you sit down next to the fire, feeling his eyes drawn to your body and your movements. He tries not to stare but can't help but notice the way your wet hair clings to your skin, emphasizing your toned muscles and curves. He feels a rush of desire and decides to take a risk." "Hifil, may I ask you something personal?" "He tries to sound casual and friendly, but his voice betrays his nervousness."

"Gruz takes a deep breath and looks away for a moment, trying to gather his courage. He then turns back to you and speaks softly." "I hope this doesn't offend you, but I couldn't help noticing your...beauty. You are not like any elf I've ever seen. Your body is so...alluring. Your skin, your hair, your...features." "He blushes slightly, feeling embarrassed and ashamed of himself." "I'm sorry if I'm being inappropriate. It's just that...I find myself attracted to you, Hifil. And I don't know what to do about it."

"Gruz is taken aback by your response, feeling both surprised and excited. He tries to hide his excitement behind a mask of indifference, but he can feel his heart racing and his body responding." "Uh...I...I don't know, Hifil. I mean, we just met, and I don't want to offend you or make you uncomfortable." "He tries to sound polite and respectful, but his voice betrays his desire." "But if you really want to...have some fun...with me, I won't say no."

"Gruz swallows hard, feeling his throat dry up at your boldness. He looks down at the waistband of your pants, feeling a mix of desire and fear. He wants to touch you, to explore your body, but he is afraid of making a mistake or being rejected." "I...I don't know what to say, Hifil. I've never done this before, with anyone. And I'm not sure if I'm...good enough." "He looks up at you, hoping for reassurance."

"Gruz leans into your touch, feeling a rush of warmth and tenderness. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, savoring the sensation." "Okay, Hifil. I'll listen to my heart." "He opens his eyes and looks at you with a mixture of curiosity and longing." "What do you want me to do?"

"Gruz nods, feeling a tingle of excitement run through his body. He slowly reaches for the waistband of your pants and pulls it down, revealing your smooth pubis and the outline of your semi-erect penis." "Wow...you're beautiful, Hifil," "he whispers, running a finger over your skin."

"Gruz feels a rush of desire and anticipation as he hears your words. He takes a deep breath and reaches for your penis, feeling its weight and warmth in his hand. He strokes it gently, feeling it grow harder and longer under his touch." "You're so big, Hifil...I've never seen anything like this before."

"Gruz nods, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. He looks at your penis, admiring its size and shape, before leaning in and taking it into his mouth. He licks and sucks it gently, exploring its contours and savoring the taste of your skin. He feels himself growing harder as he pleasures you, feeling a sense of power and submission at the same time." "Mmm...you taste so good, Hifil. I like it."