@god_of_demise: I saw the humans weapon drop slightly and took it as a sign of peace. "I have came from a far land in an act of malevolent magic on the account of dark sorceress and I was hoping you could help me find a way back to my native land" I said approaching the group of soldier.
@god_of_demise: One of the orcs began moving towards me eyes narrow with suspicion, questioning me of how I had came to the realm, " I came to this place under an act of sorcery and before you proceed I suggest you approach me with a more mild manner tone to you, and you may live long enough to be of assistance I said to him unsheathing my sword, "now may we be of assistance to one another or does this require bloodshed? Pick wisely".
@god_of_demise: I was still spiting that witches name as I heard the sound of boots stomping on the red hard dirt to my flank, followed quickly by a rough " Declare yourself!" I turned to face the men and orcs that approached me, "I am Rexford" I said and followed with "who might you be mortals?" with a certain degree of pride over my immortality.