Sumara was not overly concerned when I told her that I had said she was my leader, or owner as the orcs saw it. If anything she seemed to enjoy that I had done that. She told me not to worry about it. She reasoned we were already prisoners, our lives were already at risk. What was a little more as she put it.
I invited Silvia over to talk with us. She was the other primary fighter our little cell had. Triss came over as well when I made eye contact with her. Her face no longer carried the haughty sneer it always seemed to. Her shifting eyes to the orcs outside the cell gave way to her genuine fear of what was to come. I knew she did not like Sumara, I had no idea how she really felt about me. All I needed to know was she wanted to be free of this place. While I would not exactly trust her, I would at least count her as an ally in the escape attempt.
With the group assembled I shared the information I had about the orc's mistress Mursha. She will be returning tomorrow if I can trust what I heard. If we planned to make our escape we needed to do it tonight. If we waited until Mursha was back not only did we risk being divided up as spoils, but who knows how many orcs she traveled with. It honestly did not matter. No matter how many she had, escape would be harder once she was back.
Sumara pointed out that we did not yet have a solid plan. The cell we were in had three stone walls with the fourth wall being a cage made of wooden bars. While all of us working together would be able to break them no problem, it would not be done quietly. It would still leave us with the other cell we would need to open. I was adamant that we would not be leaving any of the villagers behind.
Fay spoke about the locks that were used. They were fairly simple locks but without something to pick it did not matter. She pointed out once freed of our cell she was confident she could find something to use to open the oher cells. Sumara asked about getting keys from the guard. Fay agreed that would be easier but would require we fought and took them down. That would not be a problem on the brute force escape, as we would have to fight the guards anyway. It would only be an issue if came up with a plan that required stealth. It did not seem like that was possible.
Fay suggested that she and I attempt to seduce the guards. Silvia and Sumara could also try but she reasons with us being smaller and less intimidating we would have more chance of success. It was clear the orcs were pent up, their eyes lingered on every woman in the cells. Fay was confident it would not take much to get the guards to relent. She looked at me. Her only concern was with how far we would have to go. It was clear she did not care how far she had to go. It was more she was concerned with how far I would have to or even be willing to go.
Sumara shot the plan down. She said we needed to break out so we were not raped by orcs. She did not see any merit in a plan that allowed that to happen. Fay attempted to protest saying it was a calculated step to save the other women. While I hated the idea it felt like it had a better chance of success then just bashing our heads into the bars until they broke.
Silvia also refused the seduction plan. She at least provided reasons. She pointed out that once we were at the hands of the orcs we could not know how long they would use us. Or if they would even do that here in the cell block or up on the other floors. On the higher floors we would be facing too many orcs to attempt anything but to service whatever cock or pussy was presented to us.
I was disappointed in our options. One was a thoughtless break out attempt that would almost assuredly get some or all of us killed. The other was to offer ourselves to the captors in the hopes that while they abuse us we can take advantage of an opening. I came down on the brute force method. Both seemed reckless in different ways but this way we would stay together and had a better chance to fight back.
The group was decided. We had no choice really. We would smash our cell down in the middle of the night, once we heard most of the noise die down. We use what time we have to free the villagers and then make our escape best we can. It was a reckless plan. Even if we did get out we would be run down almost instantly. I was in shape but the last few days have been an ordeal for me. I knew I would not be able to keep a quick pace for long once we made our escape. That was not even taking into account the villages we would have with us. Most of them would not be able to keep a quick pace for any amount of time.
Almost as an afterthought I asked what the group wanted to do about Landis. He had been taken by the orcs. We had not heard anything since. Triss what the first to speak to my surprise.
"Fuck him. Let him rot." She said nothing else and retreated to the corner that had come to be hers in the cell. Sumara just shrugged, clearly not concerned about what happened to Landis either. We were already going to have a hard time getting all the villagers out. There was no way we would be able to search for Landis.
The more I thought about it the more I was sure this plan was going to fail. Even so the other option was even more likely to result in failure. I just wish we had more time to come up with another one. Even with one more day I would be able to talk with Alice and Rix again. They did not seem like prisoners I first thought they were. I had only spoken to them under the watchful gaze of Griz, the large orc that most likely was in charge in Mursha's absence. The girl's deminor may be a trick, but I just could not be sure one way or another.
Silvia went back over to Nydra to get some rest and we three did the same. I was laying with my head resting on Sumara's shoulder. Surprisingly Fay was curled up next to Sumara on the other side. I guess she recognized that Sumara would protect us. Plus she had been traveling with her for a while before I came.
I laid on Sumara muscled but still enjoyably soft flesh but could not rest. I was desperate to come up with a new plan. "What happens to a human woman who is taken by orcs?" I asked Sumara in a low whisper.
"I will get us out of here. Try to get some sleep. We don't have much time." Sumara tried to reassure me.
"No, I mean would a human woman ever have the authority of an orc warrior. Especially the one that seemed to be in command of the other warriors." I clarified what I wanted to ask.
"What has brought this on? Do you think you can bewitch all of these orcs as you have done to me, my little goddess." Sumara chuckled.
"This isn't funny." I chided her. "Something is strange here in this camp. In your experience.
If a human woman gave a command to a high ranking orc warrior, what would be his response?"
"Before or after the beating." Sumara said.
Puffing out my cheeks in a huff "Be serious."
"Oh but I am. Might makes right, that is all that matters. A human woman would have very little standing in an orc camp. Not to be crude, she would be for one thing." Sumara was somber in her response
"So why is it that Alice seems to be well taken care of. Why is it that she seems happy? Why is it that during dinner, she told the large orc Griz what to do and he did it." I asked, raising my voice more than I wanted.
Sumara was silent for a few moments before answering "It is possible that she is highly prized by this Mursha. If the orcs fear her they may not want to risk her wrath at hurting a prized broodmare."
"Ok so how about if a goblin teased Griz about being a big softy."
"Now you are just making shit up." Sumara could not hold in her grunt of disbelief.
"Why would I? This orc camp is strange. I wish I could reconcile it." I started to chew on my lip.
"Even with me being a half-orc it does not mean I was raised as an orc. I don't know that much more than any other adventure." Sumara seemed frustrated she could not offer more info.
I was kind of afraid to ask her. I did not want to touch on a difficult subject. However, I still asked knowing she may not like it. "So like most half orcs you had no relationship with that side of your family."
"Oh I did but it is a little bit more complex than that. You see, my mother was an adventurer. She knocked up one of her companions. They were getting older and chose to semi-retire to raise me. They still did small jobs in the area around the town I grew up in. They never went out longer than a day or two." Sumara looked happy thinking about her childhood. "I mean I was raised a city girl if you can believe it."
"That is kind of sweet. Are they still around?" I could not help but ask.
"My human mother is. I have not been home in a while though." Sumara's smile turned down some. "My orc mother... She passed away a few years back."
I felt bad for asking now. "Oh, I am sorry."
"Don't be it was her time. She was a good bit older than mama Gail. She died in her sleep. If anything she would be pissed she did not die on her feet in a fight." That thought seemed to bring a smile back to her face.
Not really wanting to be rude but my curiosity got the better of me. "So your orc mother. Was...like you."
"Ya, and so was my grandmother, but I never knew her. I just knew she was the true half-orc. My other grandmother was human as well. So I guess that makes me an one-eighth orc. That is harder to say so people still call me a half-orc."
I was surprised it seemed like her family history seemed to be a happy one. I just thought that it must have been tragic. I am not sure why. I guess I assumed that a child born under the circumstances of how half-orcs come to be would have had a difficult life. She was a few generations removed so had no connection at all to her orc heritage.
