Kyama groaned, the orcs were making fun of her! How could they be so viciously rude when she tried to offer up herself as an ally. The sadness she felt was explainable, as was the fear she felt as a result. Her sad dark brown eyes looked up at the general, she felt sad and pathetic for even coming in the first place. As the orcs laugh, their saliva came out of their mouths, flying off into various places. It was more disgusting than she ever thought it would be to see them. She almost regretted coming, but there was still a hope in the back of her mind that her desires could be met here.<br/><br/>"Well," she started to reply, "What if I gave you the location of three separate camps?" She looked up in anticipation that they would accept this as a peace offering and allow her to join them in their fight. But that was a good question, how could she switch sides so easily? There was not only the trouble of fitting in, but also trouble from a moral standpoint. She was willing to give up everything she once knew for just great sex? That was hardly the reason at all anymore. Now it was about something deeper than that. Kyama had no friends.<br/><br/>"What if I allowed you to use me in any way? I'm willing to... serve you any way you see fit." She never once thought that her words would end up coming back to bite her in the back; That was a very possible reality. She didn't quite know just how harsh these orcs could be and here she was offering up her body for them.