Thread: Savage Ambitions (InwiththeBooks and DreamsofFae)

Ika held the gaze of the human priestess, ignoring the pleading and mewling of the man she threatened to kill. The orc waited patiently, opting to give the human time to lower the spell as Ika herself could not tell much difference in spell types. She saw nothing particularly dishonorable with what she was doing orcish honor differed from human honor. One received honor for their great deeds, how they accomplished them rarely mattered so long as they were accomplished. If she needed to hold a human hostage to complete her victory then she would do that, no doubt the church held some wealth within. When the priestess lowered her barrier the Talon nodded to her men, several rushing past the human and into the church. Anything of value would be plundered so long as it was not bolted to the ground. Ika herself was about to move past the human before she caught a grave insult in orcish from the priestess. Her response was reflexive, her fingers curling into a fist and swinging hard into the shorter womans gut. The Talon glared harshly down at the priestess, pondering over removing her head for the insult. In the end she decided against it, instead continuing inside of the church. It was a small structure really, crafted from stone and adorned with rough carvings of this or that human religion. At any one time the orc estimated that it could hold maybe twenty to thirty people comfortably, making it the largest building in the village by far. Which was hardly saying much considering the buildings were made from wood and loose stone for the most part. Her raiders scrounged around through the church, stealing anything that glittered in the light. Holy texts and such were torn or tossed carelessly aside. Ika picked one up, not understanding the words in the book but opted to keep it and tucked it away. Talon, the tunnel was sealed below! We can probably clear it given an hour or two. Ika pondered this before shaking her head. No, let them run. We have enough slaves for the journey back and after everyone is finished we should have enough plunder to present the Chieftain with his due. With that her men would scour the village for another half hour, stealing as much as they could and binding their captives in thick ropes. The Talon counted sixteen slaves, ten men and six women. Not exactly a large haul but it would do for a small village like this. Most importantly there were no deaths on her side, only two injuries that could be treated easily enough. Ika was pleased and she was certain the clan Chieftain would also be pleased. So it was that the Orcish Talon led the way out of the burning village, north to the mountains where her clan made its home. A journey that was sure to take a few days at least. Ika herself was pondering how to split up the shares, there were thirty raiders so each one would take a fraction of the spoils. As the Talon she had first pickings, the Chieftain got second, which left the rest of her men to bicker amongst themselves once they returned home. The Orcs eyes would briefly flicker over the human priestess as they marched, the one that had known how to speak Orcish. The Talons last personal slave had expired a while back shed tried to run so Ika had run her down and taken her head off. Perhaps a thought for later. For now it was best to put some distance between the raiders and the village, who knew when a patrol might happen by?