You, Oscar and Zylna were relaxing in a tavern close to the Adventurer's Guild. Oscar was enjoying a bottle of wine while Zylna was drinking from a tankard of water as she read her book in the low light.

Yasmin sipped her drink, having it with some bread.  Not as good as the pastries of her homeland, in her opinion, but good in its own way.

"What are you reading, Zylna?" she asked, curious.

Zylna held up the book. The cover said "Tusk Love".

"Romance," she said quietly.

Yasmin raised an eyebrow.

"Exotic title," she said.  "In my homeland, we had any number of romances, but most were... well, 'simple' is plainly untrue, but tusks were never mentioned."

Her eyes couldn't help but flicker to Oscar for just a moment.

"What?" Oscar asked, his tusks clearly showing.

"Well, there weren't orcs to speak of in my homeland," Yasmin explained.  "They didn't feature in our great romances, for good or ill."

She also felt that, on some level, a romantic epic in which the simple notion of 'An orc' was the important point was lacking somewhat.  It should be about the hearts and souls (and bodies) of those involved; the accident of species becoming some sort of fetish seemed a bit... improper?  Orcs should be kissed, of course, but not because they were orcs.

"What are you reading there?" Oscar asked, Zylna obliged him by showing the front cover. Oscar started to grow bright red.

"The world is full of many things, and everyone has their own tastes," said Yasmin, philosophically.  At least this one was harmless...

"Guys! Guys! I found something!" Maria shouted as she ran into the tavern and the tripped over her own feet and landing hard.

Yasmin went to help her up.

"What did you find?" she asked.