Information from the Camp

Bonebreaker Dorokor stands nearly 7 feet tall and demands the loyalty of her white tusk clan at the serrated edge of her great axe, Wound, stained black with the blood of her enemies. However, discord has been sewn through the clan at an odd choice of hers; she has adopted a human method. When the orcs slaughtered the humans living in the large settlement, Dorokor took one of their young ones, a boy called Edmund. This, she said, was so that she could use it as a bargaining chip with the humans. Since when do savage orcs bargain? That was the sentiment of her clan. Only her closest lieutenant stood beside her plan staunchly. Even so, the respect Dorokor demanded forced  her orcs to put up with her plans for now. But how would you bring any humans to the table to negotiate? As far as they knew, the whole family was killed?

Simple orcs, you figured, not one's for complex plans.