The Human lord stared down at the elvish vixen before him;  She was dirtied, but still carried her beauty... although the major beauty of her lay in her defeat.  Hearing her words, he rested his head upon his palm, watching her lazily as she spoke.  Finally, he laughed.  "You say that now, but eventually you'll fall as much as your kingdom.  But fear not!  Your kind shall not die in obscurity.  From what I hear, the orcs now residing in your castle take special care to make your wenches moan like cheap whores."<br/><br/>Moving over to her, he smirked.  "So tell me, General, do you have any idea why I have brought you here?  After all, I could have simply left you there to be some monster's breeding harlot, after all..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>