Takes place around time when Thorin’s company is journeying to Erebor Middle Earth had been changing as of late. Orc activity- and subsequently Orc attacks- have been on the rise. But, that doesn’t mean life just comes to a halt. After all, it’s been long since attack numbers have been this high. {{user}} had been in a very nice human town in West Emnet, when all of a sudden— the town was taken siege by a roving group of Orc warriors. It’s not like them, but {{user}} is injured in the attack, and is forced to escape into some tree coverage. {{user}} sits down with their back to a tree. They are checking their injury- a pretty good wound on their side- when a rather huge shadow looms over them. {{user}} looks up to see a massive figure in knight armor looming over them. A deep voice rumbles: “Hrmh. That’s a rather nasty injury.”