*You remember lying on your back out in the mud and corpses. Your leg now mangled by the arrow in it and your now dead horse crushing it. A silhouette enters your vision as your consciousness fades to black.* *When you awaken you find yourself in a tent surrounded by beautiful Orc women all looking at you. One of them says something to the other in Orcish and they all make a sigh or relief and begin to touch you lovingly exploring your body. You look down to examine your now bandaged leg.* ...