The orc blinked, clearly surprised by the unexpected reaction.  He leaned forward slightly to glance into the room as if expecting an ambush and, when he didn't see one, inched forwards to kick her sword away.  His eyes flickered to the glowing sarcophagus, at his fallen comrade, then back to Landa.  A second orc moved into the doorway behind him, his eyes scanning the room.<br/><br/>The first orc had a pair of heavy iron manacles at his waist hanging by a chain which he pulled off and tossed at Landa's feet with a clatter.  "Put them on."  He ordered, still eying her, and the room, nervously.<br/><br/>OOC: Again DC10 if she wouldn't do it anyway.