With a chorus of guttural war cries, they burst into our humble abode, brandishing their crude swords and shields. Elara, being the brave and quick-witted woman she is, fought valiantly, taking down two of the orcs with her trusty short sword. Alas, she was vastly outnumbered, and the orcs' sheer brute force eventually overpowered her. As I watched in horror, they bound her wrists with rough-hewn rope and dragged her kicking and screaming into the night.