Your feet are lifted off the ground as the orc pulls you up by your hair. You swing and kick, but to no avail. The orc starts to carry you away.

No...I can not be separated from my group. You think as you're being taken.

"Astarion!" The scream that escapes you is fierce and loud, startling even the gaint orc. He turns his ugly face to you, and for a moment, you think it's all over -

"Put her down, you wretched thing." Astarion says as he approaches, his weapon drawn.