Madadh watched the woman approach, glancing down as Finn stepped forward just a few inches to put his shoulders even with Madadh's body. He listened quietly to Samuel's question and its subsequent answer. He was not terribly familiar with orcs, but he had heard enough tales of them (in the more western lands he had inhabited of late) to know that they seemed to be much like his people. At least, they were described the same way by those he heard. He had heard both his people and these orcs described as brutish, uncivilized, stupid, and apt to rape and pillage for no real reason other than sheer aggression. Naturally, he had not seen their handiwork before, but it was not quite enough to convince him that these orcs were completely in the wrong here. There were multiple ways to look at everything.<br/><br/>But he kept his thoughts to himself, his expression merely becoming more thoughtful as the answer was given. Horatio's words of encouragement were rather bolstering, although he thought perhaps given a little early since none of them really knew the capabilities of the others. He did not seem to pay much attention to the brief, annoyed tone Jera showed, making a point to make eye contact as he spoke. "How many orcs have died?" His question was asked in a tone more thoughtful and curious than concerned.