Your hand slips into your pouch and you grab a pinch of piggydust. You toss it into the air muttering the
verse, "Siggly, siggly, blipping giggly, Blind their minds to this little piggly."
The piggydust dances and sparkles in the air and the three little orcs stand entranced.
"What do you know of the Platinum Piggy?" you ask.
"Magic binds it, magic finds it." they answer.
"Where is it?"
"The oinklet knows, that's why they imprison her."
The spell is beginning to wear off.
stay and fight them
run off before they wake up
try to slaughter them one by one before they all wake up
reason with them.