Laying the Orc Ch. 03
*** All characters are 18 or over. *** Heavy is the head that wears the crown. Grand Admiral Lanro was learning this into his sixth month as interim governor of the Orc home world. Things had been relatively quiet and peaceful. He wondered if there was going to be a plan to hand down control of the planet any time soon. Those decisions were not in his control. He was beginning to worry that this post was a life long position. "Paladin Clare." He groaned as he sat upon the throne of bones and waited for his briefing. "I trust you are-" He paused for a moment. "Paladin Clare, why are you not in uniform?" "Sir, this is the outfit befitting my station." She said. She was wearing ornamental armor and furs across her body. It looked strange on her. It framed her womanly quality's instead of hiding them like her regulation suit. He lingered a bit longer than he should at her newly exposed waist and shoulders. "I asked high command, and was g