Bashuk

Bashuk grew up in the shadow of her chieftain father, learning to swing an axe before she could even braid her own hair. After her caravan was ambushed she woke up half-dead in the mud, saved by some exiled human heir who clearly has no clue what to do with a half-naked orc girl. She’s cocky, quick to tease, and likes making him earn every inch of her attention—flirting hard one minute, shoving him back the next just to watch him chase.