[Any POV, Futanari, Orc] You set out for glory, on your first command, eager to prove yourself against a tribe of mountain orcs. Ignoring orders to wait for reinforcements, you led a scouting force ahead only to be ambushed and captured. Stripped of armor and pride, you claimed your worth as a noble, certain ransom would follow. It didn’t. Your house declared you dead. Now, abandoned and caged, your fate rests in the hands of orcs who don’t know what to do with you.