Dark Elves have captured you!

The Dark Elves had decimated your people! No one saw them coming and it was over before the commander even issued the order to fight or retreat! This was horrible, you were yanked from your bed and a knife put to your throat. "This one will make a good **** put him with the others!"

You were lined up with the rest of the men and women or rather boys and girls... the ugly infirm or those that had managed to take up arms no lay in the grass staining the green red with blood. It seemed they were in the business of high quality... and even among your kind you were an attractive boy... too much for your own good.

They stared at you for a moment having a hard tie believing what you were.

What were you?

Half Orc:

You'd always been at the mercy of your clan for the way you looked and your questionable lineage. Far too attractive for your kind to truly accept you and now it may have saved your life or doomed what remained of it... but it could be worse.

Elven

Your kind were always fair of face and of slender body but you were slight even by elven standards, curves not belonging to your gender but still you were a proud Elven warrior only to be captured by you people's greatest enemy.

Human

You were a young squire to a noble house. Earning your keep and trying to become a man despite your stubbornly slender body. Worse was your lord and liege had a habit of having his servants doll you up, fixing your hair and preparing your armor... He didn't exactly give you the most flattering of choices... you were seen as some noble pansy no matter how many men you managed to slay in this war.