The orc returns with a translator

The orc who left eventually returns holding a chain. Attached to the chain by a collar is a blonde elf with green eyes. She looks fearful as the orc yanks the chain hard forcing her to the ground. Like the rest of the women you’ve caught glimpses of here, she is entirely naked. Her pert elven breasts stick out from a skinny build.

The orc holding her chain speaks in a harsh tone. “Gil reg ath namen elfen.”

She clambers to a kneeling position before bowing her head. “Right. I’m am Jaida. I act as translator for the orcs.” She bows her head toward you.

“Elfen vist moof da dwarzig en gnilf. Conzikat fal djem.” The orc holding her chain tosses it on the ground. She crawls next to stump you sit atop and sits kneeling beside you. Turrig takes her chain from the ground and places it in your hands.

An orc across the camp fire speaks as Jaida translates “Well Turrig, those two are your new wives. They have any special talents.”

Turrig seems to choose his words carefully. “Nothing up front beside how tight Petra is.” He says patting her on the head. Her face flushes red with embarrassment as he continues. “No doubt with a little time, they can be trained to be superior wives to anything the lot of you have seen.”

There is a chattering amongst the group that Jaida struggles to translate. They eventually quiet down before the one who brought Jaida in speaks. “Show us what you’ve taught them then. This should be interesting.”