Orc Prisoner

*The orcs jaw tightens, his fists clenching so hard they start to turn white* I would rather die than submit to you.

That's too bad. You're a fine specimen, but too proud. *I start to turn away, but pause* You mentioned a family? Wife, children? Parents?

*The orcs face softens slightly, a flicker of sadness in the eyes* Yes. I have a wife, and two children. They're all I care about.