Your brave action is not in vain. Approaching the window you can already hear, faintly, the sounds of some sort of...celebration within the home. But the voices are not in the common tongue, and you quickly discover the reason why. Through the window you can see , in the dining area of the home, a group of brutish orcs all sitting around and making a ruckus. They seem to have taken over this farm and have now decided to gorge themselves on the stores within, having laid out a feast that they were gleefully gobbling up. They don't seem to be alone...you can see what appears to be the family who had lived here before, captured but seemingly unharmed...for the moment. An older man and woman, likely husband and wife, were being forced to play servants to these crude orcs, cooking and serving the food to them. And two younger girls are there as well, the daughters perhaps? They're dressed in simple farmer's garb, but both the daughters prettiness shows through despite this, blonde haired and freshly in the bloom of adulthood. One is atop the table, clothing slightly torn from the grasping hands as the orcs leer and mock her. Seems she's being made to dance atop the table, the distress obvious on her face. The other girl, her sister perhaps, was atop one of the orc's lap, squirming uncomfortably as he groped her. It hasn't gone further than that, but knowing these humanoid it wouldn't go well for the girls once the feast of food was done. At the head of the table, almost missed because of everything else going on, was another dressed far better than the orcs he kept company with. He looked...orclike, but clearly had human blood as well. Unlike the others he wasn't jeering or participating...he seemed both more restrained and much more clever than the rest.<br/><br/>Just as you were deciding what you might do there's a startling voice in some of the worst drowish you've heard. "Oy! Whut you coming back for? You dun trust us to get the job done, elfy?" Another orc, possibly a roving guard, had just walked out from behind the barn that adjoined the farmhouse. He hasn't raised the alarm yet though...in fact, it seems he's mistaken you for another person entirely...