a trophy

In one of your latest conquest, you took over a city belonging to the dark elven nation that was your enemy. As was custom for orcish officers, you were allowed to take a trophy from among the people you had subjugated.

The last couple of times you didn't find anybody that interested you, so you chose to pass on your claim. But this time, a certain someone caught your eye.

She was young dark elf, or at least looked young, and had very soft features. Her skin was a brown color, similar to all the other dark elves, but a little lighter. Besides a dark skin-tone, dark elves were also known for their white hair. However this girls hair was more like silver, rather then white.

You didn't know whether she was a peasant or a noble, but you didn't care. This girl would be your trophy and thus, you claimed her.

When she arrived at your home, she received all the most beautiful dresses and accessory's you had around. She even received some help in learning about your culture and how to adapt herself to it. After all, she was now meant to be your escort.

You would take her with you to every important meeting or gathering. From an opera to a fancy party held by the local governor.

At this moment, she was waiting for you in your room.