Lethiel Loreweaver, Oracle of Aluthriel (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=520092)<br/>Location: Orc tunnels<br/><br/>The tunnels mined out by the orcs were dank, dark, and smelled of things best not mentioned in polite company.  Under normal circumstances, they would have been absolutely unbearable, but since Lethiel was on a mission, she did her best to endure it.  The thought of cleansing these tunnels of the foul presence infesting them was all she needed to convince herself to continue on through them, even in spite of the filth.  Of course, even if that hadn't been enough, the echoing sounds that soon made themselves audible were certainly enough to spur her to action.<br/><br/>Wet, meaty thrusting noises, grunts and gasps and moans, and there were a number of places where she would have imagined guards normally being stationed, that instead stood empty...  She was sure even the humans with her would be able to pick up on what those all meant, and as the source of the noise eventually came into view, her face twisted into a grimace.  That poor, pitiful human girl, being forced to endure such an atrocity...  No, that wasn't going to happen on her watch.<br/><br/><strong>"!tsudrettilG"</strong>A shimmering spray of blindingly-bright dust shot forth from her outstretched palm, coating both the two orcs and the human girl.  The dust was harmless, but fine enough to even get into the eyes of those exposed to it, and she was sure that such typically weak-willed creatures as orcs would be unable to muster the willpower to overcome the glare.  Admittedly, it was a pity the human girl would be exposed to it as well, but after the sights she had undoubtedly already been made to endure, the elf was sure a little blindness would be a welcome respite.<br/><br/>Now, it was time for her two companions to jump into the fray...