Vanion said:
Leading them into the next room and asking for an idea of how to put living things back together by pointing to the orc, and then showing the results of her previous attempts (I liked the idea of snakes that had been taken apart and sort of pieced back together withour any magical intervention), the party would have a hell of a quandary on their hands. On the one hand, they'd all have some revulsion for treatment of the orc despite their own battles with its kind.
Actually, I have a funny story to tell about the party and orcs...
Just before they ventured into orc territory - at the base of the Spine of the World mountains - they met a slightly crazy hermit - a monk of the Old Order. They asked him for some advice on how to deal with any orcs they might encounter, and he told them:
"Beat them up - that's the only thing they understand."
He then explained them a few things about orc psychology and language (things that would be long, descriptive, and imaginative death threats in Common are only one or two-syllabe words in orcish), and explained that being big, tough, and intimidating was the only way of getting orcs to back off. The monk only got along relatively well with one tribe of orcs - and only after he beat up about half of its members. He suggested that if the PCs
really wanted to go deeper into orc territory (and for a reason as crazy as "wanting to enjoy the view over the Endless Ice Sea", no less!), they should head into the direction of that particular tribe, if only because they were less likely to attack humans on sight. In fact, they had begun to worship the monk as a minor spirit of warrior prowess, and brought him regular offerings...
The PCs then set off further north and made contact with the orcs the next night. After the ritual exchange of insults and threats, the orc demanded a trial by combat - the leader of the PCs versus the tribe's champion.
Well, the ranger/cleric of Oghma managed to buff himself with an impressive number of buffs without getting noticed, and felled the orc in a short time without even getting scratched.
The rest of the orcs were so enthusiastic about such a great fight that they spontaneously invited the PCs into their tribe, and the PCs were vaguely aware that a feast in their honor was in the offering. Since the PCs are of a very curious sort, they accepted and got to experience the full range of orc "hospitality".
Later the orc chieftain held a speech: "Our tents are your tents, our food is your food, my daughters are your wives..."
After which three grinning orc women dragged the cleric off to a tent.
Later in the morning, the PCs snuk out of the camp. The cleric would only say that it was "an interesting experience..."
All in all, the PCs don't think much of orcs because orcs like to use violence as the first, last, and only solution to all problems, but they will still try to talk things out first.