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Alzar steps up and calls for them. Suddenly, three grab slings and a leader looking orc moves in. Alzar demands to be allowed through the cavern.
“Why should Bloody Hand not capture you and make you slave?”
In five seconds, Alzar has cast sleep and five orcs have dropped. “In just a second I took out one fourth of your fighting force. Do you really want to give me another second?”
The leader peers at him deep in thought.
“I don’t want to kill your people, I just want to pass.”
“How about you pay.”
“No. If I were afraid of you, I’d pay you. I am not trembling. Would you like to see my next spell?”
The leader continues to look uncertain. Alzar grabs the components for his last spell. Before he begins to intone the spell, the orc relents and allows him to cross.
“Good. I really didn’t want to waste my powerful magic on you.”
Alzar crosses free. You can trust an orc a lot more than a human.
He comes out the other side, and in the bright air, he can see several humans working as slaves for the orcs, cutting wood and gathering nuts for dinner. Alzar nods at the guards and continues. In another fifteen minutes, Alzar is free on the other side and walking down the mountain side.
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