releasetheprisoners and his band of orcs have raided a trading town, and there he encounters a snakelikecharmer.
"Please, I beg of you! I have chil—!"
… The poor man didn’t even have the chance to finish before the tip of the scythe was embedded in his neck. With a rough yank, the orc pulled his weapon out. The man fell forward and landed flat on his face, dead.
After a bit of work on the body, the scarred orc severed the man’s head off and started walking away, whistling, only to stop after noticing something nearby…
Not all of the townsfolk were slain. Some of them were rounded up. Probably to take back as prisoners; slaves. Or worse, if you were female.
Two of the fiends were arguing over one woman in particular; the argument quickly escalated and blew up into a full-on brawl. And instead of stopping the fight, the other orcs gathered around and cheered the other on, placing bets on who would win.
That was when he came to the woman in question, seizing her wrist and pulling her away while the others were distracted.