Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-30895326-20170131052050/@comment-45912997-20200819004543

It was a quiet evening in the orc camp, their leader Oko was staring into a cage holding three elves. The poor girls held each other and looked away from the leader, crying all the while. "No crying ladies," Oko chuckles, "You don't want another 'lesson' do you?" Then another orc calls out from her post, "Everyone, we got trouble!"

Grunting in annoyance, Oko marches over to the commotion, she and a dozens other orcs looked off in front of the road and saw something that shook them to their core. Before them was a man, his clothing covered in blood. He was holding 2 of their members from a missing scout party by their hair. "So this is where the rest of you were?" He glances down to the orcs he was holding and sneers in disgust, "You serve nothing to me now." He thens slams both of them into the ground hard. The orcs back away in fear as the man approaches them, "Don't worry, they ain't dead." He says, "But by the end of this, you will all wish you were..."

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Oko lays beaten and exhausted, her entire crew got their asses handed to them on a silver plate. The man had since left, along with the elves they caught and their stolen goods from the elf village. "Let this a lesson to all of you, damn thieving bullies." He tells them as he and his new little group leaves.

"Hey boss..." an orc who has regained consciousness calls out.

"What?"

"I-I don't wanna be a bandit anymore... can we find a new profession, p-please?"

Oko only sighs and nods her head painfully, "Sure, I heard a Brothel in the next town over is looking for some new 'escorts'..."