Ceana
The axe wielder is less foolish, and more... well, it did not matter, as when he tried to tun, the veterans spear skewered him through the back, providing an easy opening for that deadly weapon. But, she can only manage to catch two of the fleeing archers, her blade continuing it's deadly work, mighty blows dropping them easily.
Still, as the remaining Grobbi vanish, the old veteran spits, looking where they fled too, before starting to rummage around the bodies.
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Tananda
Both of the boys are young, and if they had a woman, it would have been a rare thing, a long time ago, weeks or months ago, and with their lack of stature, prowess, or wealth, not one nearly as exotic and beautiful as herself. So, their reactions to her smile, their cocks twitch in her hands, vigorus with youth, as they nod, smiles wide, as Nardeen ponders her words, but makes no comment.
Still, it would not be too much longer before he slammed in balls deep, and grunted, his seed entering her, a smirk on his face, pulling her hips closer to his as he reaches his release.
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Celina
As they walk, she can tell a few things. He is nervous, and seemingly more solemn then his norm, or at the least he is tense, as they reach the outskirts of the camp, though how much of that is anticipation of the meeting with his mother, and how much is post-battle jitters is far from clear.
Still, two women, very simmilar in looks and dress to others from before, walk towards you, and grab the arms of Nabeer and Maa'iz, taking them off, leaving you alone with him in front of his mothers tent.