So it wasn't exactly a practiced notion in her society.  When someone fell, they would get themselves up, lest they invite a random horny stranger, or strangers, to jump on them and engage in all kinds of demeaning sexual activity.  Indeed, their kind as a whole had become near zealots to the goddess of sexuality, distorting the original truths over time to the very active society they currently had.  Sex was as common as any other basic need and want, and due to their natural elven affinity to resist disease and very low birthrates, it was very widely practiced and open.  Every orgasm was considered an offering to Xenobia Kara, and of course, she would be pleased for every 'offering of the flesh' attributed to her through the changed methods.<br/><br/>Seras had learned the behavior of human females to play a damsel in distress, though mostly to lure unsuspecting idiots to their death.  Whether it was due to chivalry, or to take advantage of a maiden in distress, she always keep a small dagger handy to slice open their throat as they helped her up.  And frankly, it gave her great pleasure in doing so.  No religious significance, she just enjoyed the thrill of the kill...<br/><br/>The orc had been lucky to have the upper hand, and that she was quite impatient.  Still... with that stupid mutt wandering about, she didn't figure it a good idea to try and kill him.  After all... why split the reward when she could get it AND the orc's spoils?  The dark elf followed along behind him, her much lighter, smaller feet digging straight into his wide prints, making it easier for her to advance and keep up with him.  "Why do you talk like that?  Where the hell did you learn the common tongue?" she grumbled.  Course, she wasn't exactly aware that humans had multiple different dialects, and they happened to be using two different ones.