The men all just laughed at her threats, one lowering down to start the fun. Though, before he could reach her, her froze and fell to the ground dead, an arrow sticking out of the back of his neck. The other men quickly spun around, only to be struck with arrows themself, but only wounded, not dead. Not know who was attacking them, they all hastily retreated followed by a large rustling in the bushes from the direction the arrows came from. Moments later........the bushes pushed apart as a rather large, muscular, ruggedly handsome orc stepped through, the elfs bow and arrows in his hands. So quite obviously, he had been the one to scare off the humans. Though, it was surprising that he handled her bow so well. Elves were known for their aptitude with the weapon, while orcs were generally considered too big and clumsy to have any skill with it. But, this one proved that wasn't true.
Stepping over to the elf, he looked down at her, scowling at her, but not showing any ill intent.
"What are you doing in my part of the woods?" he asked in a deep, firm tone, dropping the elfs bow and arrows next to her.
He looked like your typical orc. Big and muscular with tribal markings all over his body. Green skin and two large tusk like teeth coming from his bottom jaw, over his top lip. He was also dressed like a typical orc, wearing nothing more than a loin cloth and fur arn and leg guards. All in all, it gave him a rugged masculinity and almost animalistic sex appeal........despite being visibly annoyed at the young elf being in his territory.