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A minute later Zu’gar emerged with the fake collar wrapped uncomfortably around her neck. While it wasn’t linked to Lace’s mismatching control bracelet, it was a necessity to avoid the other humans in the caravan from turning against her. They could understand and even accept an Orc slave as the caravans bodyguard, but a free Orc would be an entirely different matter. She stepped up beside Lace and her frown grew deeper. In the distance between increasingly sparse trees where the night before there had been nought but a dense fog bank appeared the city of Thaefar, recognisable for its sprawling size, diverse architecture and, to the shock of the silent onlookers, for the trails of wispy black smoke rising high from the city, seemingly the result of several burned out fires. “What now?” Zu’gar asked quietly, so only Lace Big Boobs could hear. Lace let out a low sigh and thought for a moment, resting her fists on the broad curve of her hips, “Well… If anything, there will only be more work for me I guess? Let’s just be careful, okay?” Zu’gar nodded some but felt an empty pit settle in her stomach as the caravan continued on the last leg of their journey. She had spent her entire life in the wilderness, save for her memory blurred time in the slavers pit and one night of passion in an Inn with Lace. Cities understandably made her nervous, especially ones with, she assumed, feuding humans. The caravan advanced cautiously, uncertain of what awaited it at the gates of Thaefar but too low on supplies and flush with goods to consider circumventing the city altogether or turning back. Zu’gar, who would often run off to scout, hunt or workout stayed especially close by to their caravan, always remaining aware of where Lace was as they travelled, though she spent most cumshot of the last leg inside, bathing and applying her warpaint. As they drew closer and the mood in the caravan became increasing grim Lace asked that Zu’gar pack their belongings, a small job that she didn’t mind, but one which helped to reinforce the lie of her collar to the others among their group. As the caravan approached the sparse buildings around the city gates Lace quietly settled her remaining business with the Caravan Master and called to Zu’gar, hopping down to walk beside the powerful Orcess, all of Lace’s and Zu’gar’s belongings thrown together in a heavy bag, its strap slung over Zu’gar’s shoulder then down between her breasts, helping to define and handjob shape them, making them stand out all the more obvious on her chest. “Stay close, at least until we know what’s going on…” Lace said softly and Zu’gar furrowed her brows a little as she had never seen Lace in any way doubtful, even when she had been confronted with Zu’gar’s sudden and surprise freedom. Alongside the Caravan Master and with Zu’gar close in tow, Lace approached the open gates and was quickly spotted by a pair of what she assumed were guards. A man tall and broad-chested approached, wearing a breastplate and helm displaying the colours Big Dick of the city, flanked, bizarrely, by a tall slender lizardman in no such uniform, his slit eyes focusing in on Lace. She noticed, however, that they both shared a green band tied in a ribbon about their left arm. A militia or con guard of sorts, Lace wondered. “Stop where you are slaver.” The lizardman hissed in his strange fluidic accent, the point of his spear lowering, an action his human companion mimicked, though he eyed his comrade uncertainty. Lace parted her lips to speak but Zu’gar took a masturbation step forward, placing herself between the lowered spear point and Lace, her own fierce eyes focused and instantly angry. “Come now come now,” the Caravan Master spoke hurriedly, trying to press some authority into his low rough voice, “no one is looking for a fight, what’s going on here?” The human guard glanced briefly at the man, spear still levelled and his tone almost apologetic, “There’s been some changes, the city council elections have resulted in a…” He spared his companion a glance, “A non-human Patrician. Lord Abbachalk. Abbachhk.” The Lizard let out a frustrated little hiss, “Abbacha’ak.” “Right, right, Abbacha’ak. It has resulted in some er, civil unrest. It is recommended at the moment that slave owners do not enter the city, tensions are high and attacks are frequent. 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