The orc strutted through the woods looking for a camp of mercenaries that would possibly be for hire, so that he could pick one up. He searched far and wide, but to no avail. He had been on the quest for a partner for 50 days and he was about to call his business quits, when in fact a little miracle happened. As he was out searching for some food for his evening meal, he spotted a gigantic pig. The orc thought in the back of his mind that there was no way he could pass up an opportunity at a meal this big. He unsheathed his mighty axe and as his swing came down he closed his eyes. When he looked down the pig was laying on the ground festering in mud dead, but for some reason there wasn't a scratch on the animal's lifeless body. He picked up the meal of champions, and on the underside was an arrow, sticking straight out of the pigs stomach. The arrow had elvish writing upon it that the illiterate orc could not decipher.

Just as he ripped the arrow from the animal's body, another arrow wizzed by and splintered a small tree just above the orc's head. Ambush he thought. Death rang out in his mind as he swivled back and forth, scanning the tree line and the ground line to see if he could spot danger. He could see nothing. Nothing occured either, no more arrows, nothing. Until the orc turned around, took two more steps, and a night elf archers unshadowmelded right in front of him. The orc was so startled that he didn't look down in time to see a huge rock, that he abruptly tripped over, taking him, along with the graceful night elf to the ground.

"What were you trying to do, KILL ME?!?! Get out of my sight before I turn you into my next dinner!!!" the angered orc exclaimed.

"You would do no such thing to a defenseless night elf would you? All I have is a bow, and I am trying to catch food for my camp." the dizzied woman said.

"There are more of you! I must leave, and....you must come with me. For if anyone knows where I am, there will be hell to pay!!"

"I will not follow an emotionless ogre on some of his thoughtless journeys. Besides, I don't want you falling on me like you just did whenever something startles you."

"You do not know of what you speak woman. Our kind devour yours like a dragon would feed on a human. You will come with me or you will die."

Then the night elf started in a dead sprint towards her camp. The orc followed her with all intentions of killing her for he knew that she would spread the word of an orc in the woods around the base. As they were running the cape on the back of the archer's back flew off and landed square in the center of the orc's head. Being the ignorant one, the orc spent about a minute trying to get the cape off, and when he finally did, there were 10 archers surrounding him. He was forced to go with them to a night elf imprisonment camp.

Why is this a miracle you say? Just wait you'll see.