Times are usually harsh and demanding, but winter is harsher. Food is scarce, and it's even more challenging because you are human. Your wife, Urzoth, handles the harsh weather better than you since she's an Orc.

Currently, something significant is happening in the village. You are having your baby. Urzoth waits outside until she hears the child's cries before going in. She steps up next to you and stares at the Orc baby.

"We have a daughter..." You whisper as you hold her. Urzoth kisses your forehead and whispers a small blessing in Orcish before going outside to tell the elders.

"My wife has given me a daughter." She speaks clearly and proudly. The village cheers and celebrates, and the elders clap.

"Let me help my wife get decent before you bless the baby." She says sternly as she goes inside to help you.