As the bag opens around Valderina and Aeryn, the Delvers are in their positions. Valderina's bow raises and the three others focus there for a moment, ready for the signal to strike. The first arrow flies and the battle is on.<br/><br/>Her first arrow flies true, thunking into the chest of the orc fucking the seer with perfect precision. It buries past the thin leather layer protecting him and he lets out a grunt before falling backwards.  Immediately, the shouts begin as chaos starts. One of the orcs grabs hold of his fallen ally and growls in orcish, "Back on her! Don't stop or-" an arrow slams into his neck and he falls dead.<br/><br/>The orcs on the ground begin to get their responses more together, becoming more away of the assault as it happens. Immediately, two of them grab onto one of the hanging tapestries, jerking it hard to give the catwalk above a good shake. Valderina, poised and firing arrows down into the mass of writhing bodies is put off balance for just a moment, her foot slipping and she falls. Roars of appreciation come out from the orcs down below as she falls down into their waiting arms. "What a delicious little elf morsel," snarls one as he grabs hold of her waist and pulls her snug against his body. The other two on her move forward to start grabbing at her clothes, pulling and ripping to try to get them off of her.<br/><br/>From the entrance, Krampus and Elise are let loose by the signal arrow. Krampus turns immediately into the nearest orcs, her long claws shredding through them as she sets into them. Their thick hands try to grasp at her, but each one she ducks or pushes away from, cutting immediately into another.  For her part, Elise has a specific mission and she goes to it. The weight of the orcs thumping against her shield is significant, but the cleric shoves through, knocking them aside as she hurls herself forward. In her path, dazed and shoved aside orcs try to recover themselves as the room takes on the feel of a pulsing mosh pit. Elise's charge brings her straight up to the seer, her body shaking with arcane pleasure, gasping around the cock in her throat as an orc behind her begins to push his dick into her round ass. The orcs in the spitroasting begin to shout at their allies, "Stop her! Keep the ritual going! Fuck this elf bitch is tight! Kill her, take her!"<br/><br/>But there are only two orcs between Elise and the seer, a fellow with an eyepatch and another with thick tattoos all along his arms.  A short way away, she can see Valderina, her top ripped from her as she wrestles with more orcs.<br/><br/><strong>Delvers, what do you do?</strong>