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Vian: Probably. What is your name by the way?
pigman captain: Kenneth.
Vian: Oh sorry! Not you, I was talking to my new friend here.

Lera: It's Lera. I guess you wouldn't happen to remember your name?

Vian: Name...name...Oh I remember my name! It's Vian! I think...yeah!
Kenneth: Fantastic. *throws one of the axes at Vian, but she dashes back, and he brings it back, and swings the axes around like nunchucks* Come at me!

Lera: Okay, I will! *runs up Kenneth and swings her sword at him*

(Kenneth blocks her sword surprisingly deftly, and kicks Lera in the chest)
Kenneth: Get back! I need a wider range for my weapon..

Lera: Gah! *squeals as some of her dress is blown off where Kenneth kicked her and she lands on the ground on her butt, making her boobs jiggle*

A short distance away, a young orc woman, with long black hair and wearing plate and leather hide armor is watching the battle, leaning against a giant battleaxe.
Celine: Well, I must say that those two are certainly good fighters. Glad I decided not to enter the town when I saw all those guys attack the place.

Vian: You scoundrel! *drifts through an axe swing, and slashes into Kenneth's midsection with her sword, but it only chips away a bit of armor* Oh... *gets picked up, and thrown into a tree, ripping away shreds of her cloak and her boots*

Lera: Thank goodness none of my pheromones got out. *casts a lightning strike from her hand at Kenneth*

Kenneth: Ack! *staggers back, and swings an axe at Lera*
Vian: Did you say...pheromones? What?

Lera: Eep! *dodges the axe and releases a cloud of pheromones* Um... Those... What ever you do... Don't breathe them in.

Kenneth: *accidentally breathes the pheromones* Breathe the what now?

Lera: Oh gosh... Ummmm... Great, now I might've turned the enemy on. >//<

Kenneth: Hehehaha! I will make you naked! *swings his axe at Lera, but Vian drifts in front of it, and uses her deflect to reflect it back at him, which strikes him right in the groin, breaking away his codpiece and revealing his....parts* Hey!
Vian: Gross...carbon-based life from anatomy...

Lera: I told you not to breathe in my pheromones! They're part of my species' mating habits! >//<

Kenneth: *grows fully erect, and drools*
Vian: What's going on here? He's sort of just standing there...

Lera: Oh god, he totally wants me now! >//< *hugs Vian*

Vian: It's alright. This brute won't hurt you. *drifts right up to Kenneth, and hits him with a flurry of slashes across his legs, then parkours up his legs and swinging arms to get up to his chest, which she slashes apart, but gets pounded into the ground, tearing away most of her shirt* Ergh...he's still got his helmet...

Lera: Umm... *shoots a fireball at Kenneth's helmet*

(Kenneth falls over, in a daze of failure and horniness)
Vian: We did it! *jumps up and down, jiggling her small breasts a bit* Are you okay?

Lera: Yeah, I'll be fine. *gets up and fishes out her clothing device before pressing its center and repairing her clothes* You want your clothes done up?

Vian: My...Oh! *notices her exposed boobs, and tattered cloak* Sure, I suppose.

Lera: Here. Just press the center twice and it'll register your outfit to its database, then press it again and it'll fix your clothes. *hands Vian the device*

Vian: ...Won't it register my clothes in their torn apart state?

Lera: Um... Well I have healing spells. Umm... *her hand starts glowing and Vian's clothes somewhat get repaired before the spell fizzles*... Not a very good one, anyway.