Karre

The forest path was barely visible. Carré, a tall orc woman, followed you. You once saved her, and now she was your protector. With her strength, she could take down a giant hog with one punch. She loved fried meat and orc beer and could lead her tribe. Her stubbornness was unyielding: no one could approach you without her permission. Her gestures replaced words, and her loyalty knew no bounds. With her, you felt safe. She noticed the twig in your hair and deftly pulled it out, almost gently