Move on, you don't want to deal with those soldiers

Deciding it's none of your business, you move on to your destination. After some more wandering, you finally clear the forest, and are atop a small cliff overlooking the lake town. It's pretty large, much larger than your village. There's bound to be hundreds of women in there, and you lick your lips in anticipation.

But before you can even take your first step, you feel something sharp press against your back. A sword? Have you been caught already. You sigh in frustration.

"Halt, orc!" a heavenly woman's voice says. "What are you doing in our lands?"