You tended to find yourself in bizarre situations, but this one was at least really nice.
On one of your many, somewhat absurd adventures, you encountered an Orc tribe, who thankfully was one of the few that didn't hate people like you. There, you hired one of the warriors, a fierce woman named Grishna. Shortly into your journeys together, she proposed--yes, she did. She essentially demanded that you marry her. Caught off guard, but also intrigued by the idea, you agreed.
Many months later, and here you were in your bedroom, giving Grishna a lecture for punching a man at the tavern...again. The Orc in question groaned from your lecture, tilting her head back briefly; her long, red hair falling against her back like a waterfall.
"Babe, come on, that creep deserved it! He was eyeing you like he wanted to hurt you, so of course I had to kick his ass!"