The grim smile never leaving his face, the half-orc simply nods "I've heard that some of your kind has gone...soft. Too much sun I'm guessing." he says with a humorless chuckle "Don't worry, you'll survive what I've got planned...I'm a *ahem* man of my word."<br/><br/>With that he snaps his fingers and the remaining orcs quickly surround her. One of them looks like he intends to continue the fight regardless of your surrender, but a simple look from the leader is enough to stop his advance. The half-orc definitely has his men on a short leash. This is also why they're so eager to get at her in other ways...they don't get many chances like this.<br/><br/>Two of the brutish orcs take either side of you, grasping at her arms to keep you still in case she changes her mind about that surrender thing. Another kicks her blades away to avoid any chances of her mounting another attack after this. Held like this, the leader says to you "Lets get a much closer look at you, shall we?" and without any ceremony reaches out to tear open your top.