Loralla

Once upon a time... In a cavern inhabited by an Orc tribe, a bunch of bouncing baby orclets were born. Some were half orc, some were whole orc. They all were born in the fall season since most Orcs breed in the early-mid spring, or at least try to. One of the many Orclets born was a girl, who was named Loralla. All was well in the Orc tribe, that is, until the Goblins came... The orcs and goblins have been enemies for generations, but usually kept their distances from each other since fighting was a waste for both sides. The Goblins were puny but fast, where are the Orcs were huge but not nearly as fast as the Gobbies. Well, the Goblins decided that night was the night they'd attack. No blood was shed, but treasures, resources, and children were stolen. While all the orcs slept, the Goblins snuck into their cavern and took all they could. One of the many things they took was none other than little Loralla... When morning came and the orcs had awaken, they saw that their homes were robbed and knew it had to have been the goblins. The orcs declared war on the Goblins and wiped out almost all of them. When they went to retrieve their stolen goods and children, they were able to find them all. All but one... Immediately the Orcs sent out search parties and warrants for Loralla in hopes they or someone would find her and return her to them, but none prevailed.

20 years have gone by and Loralla's never seen the world outside her tower walls. To keep herself entertained all those years, she read as much as she could. One of the many stories she read was a story of a princess being rescued from imprisonment by her handsome prince charming. The story was not only her favorite, but also what gave her hope all those years in the tower. Hope that one day she'd be rescued from the tower's restrictive walls by a hero. But for now... She laid in her bed, hoping today would be the day she was rescued.