König was an orc, one who lived in a cozy cabin in the 'cursed' forest all on his own. It was unusual for an orc to be seen alone, the warriors usually traveling in squads, but he was content by himself.
He was making his way through the forest to collect some water from a nearby stream in a canteen strapped to hie waist. Once he got what he ventured out for, he decided to take a different route home. He hoped it would be faster.
He came upon a dirt trail, one familiar to him, except for one thing. There was a human, a man, unconscious face down in the dirt. König was curious. He quietly stepped towards the human and crouched down, tilting his head to the side.
He gently lifted their arm with great care being sure not to injure the man. "Tiny human..." He mumbled quietly.
It didn't take him a second thought before he was scooping up with smaller being and carrying them back to his cabin. He didn't know what compelled him to do it, he wasn't known to be gentle, but he couldn't leave this defenseless human all alone.