Somehow, the pair still had the element of surprise, as nobody seems to react the the sound of the door being broken in. Perhaps they're busy?
Creeping up near to the final stall, Lorem gets into position, waiting until Joachim and the girl take theirs as well, the latter as far off to the corner of the room as possible.
"We have problems! Intruders! A group of damn pink-skins have come for the girls and the boss!"
At the sound of the cry, the moaning comes to a halt, replaced by angry grunting and cursing.
"Leave the bitch there and come help us! The boss has said that if they take away even a single wench, he's going to take them the rest away from us for good!"
Mission accomplished, the curtain flies open, revealing a large Orc-like creature, though its size suggests it has Giant or Ogre blood. Pulling himself out of a small member of the "staff" here, he turns at you and snarls. Again he pulls out, only this time its a large steel-spiked club, its polished inserts beacons of light in the darkness of this underground brothel. Though the creature's anger stems from its unfinished business, upon seeing the pink flesh of Lorem and Joachim, the "Org" roars violently, spittle flying from his sharp teeth, and prepares to greet its visitors...
As you confront the Org in front of you, simultaneous cries of alarm and anger sound from the other curtained-off rooms, and two Orcs appear, each one clearly still half-asleep. Seeing that their cave is being attacked, however, the creatures quickly draw arms, though they hesitate to act until their larger comrade takes the lead.
OOC for Lorem
|I wasn't 100% on where you wanted to position yourself, so if that's not right, let me know |Standard OOC
|Please roll Initiative + actions. (Thanks for the reminder!) |