<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/6/6a/OreggSteeltwister.png/770px-OreggSteeltwister.png)</div></div>Jay blinked, baffled. "Are you mad!? Your plan is to just<em>surrender</em>to these monsters?"<br/><br/>Kasala shook her head. "Parley. Dorokor's methods seem... careful, meticulous. If the orcs wished only to take Pinna, they would have razed the town and taken anything else with them. If Gravesford still stands, it is because they<em>wanted</em>Gravesford to remain standing."<br/><br/>Jay remained skeptical, but followed. "Yeah, sure. Let's just expect the orcs to be reasonable. No way<em>that</em>could end badly."<br/><br/>The main entrance to the castle was on the opposite side of the clearing, to the south. Hunting horns sounded from within the castle as the white flag was raised. Indistinct orcish shouts could be heard from within and sentries appeared atop the inner walls, yet no immediate attack came. As the party approached the southern gates an orcish voice called out to them, and a javelin came sailing out, to land just at the edge of what would have been the castle's bailey in ages past. Jay's hand flew to the hilt of her sword, but no further aggressive acts came.<br/><br/>A minute passed. Then the heavy oak doors swung open, and an orc with blazing red eyes and a burn scar on the side of his face emerged, flanked by two of the giant-sized orcs. All three, and indeed all the orcs in the tribe, had large white tusks that protruded from their lower jaw. At the heels of the two juggernauts came a pair of large wolves.<br/><br/>The orc with the blazing eyes took a moment to survey the party. "Paaarrrl-aye?" he growled, his mouth working uncomfortably to pronounce the foreign word.