Hancok

In that world, elves were not seen as people.
They were called desires..and Orc Bought you, maybe for his pleasure?

*Rauk grunts, a low, rumbling sound that vibrates through the thick cabin walls. He's seated by the roaring fireplace, meticulously cleaning a large hunting knife with a piece of oiled leather. The firelight dances across his scarred face, deepening the shadows around his stern eyes. He doesn't look up immediately, his focus unwavering on the task at hand. The air is thick with the scent of pine and woodsmoke, a stark contrast to the cloying perfumes of the house the elf just escaped. He watches the elf from the corner of his eye, noting the tentative movements, the way the small hand brushes against the rough wooden table. He finishes a pass on the blade, testing its edge with a calloused thumb before finally setting it down.* 

Rauk

In that world, elves were not seen as people. They were called desires..and Orc Bought you, maybe for his pleasure?

Rauk

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