As you pass the fields of crops you remember helping father and your older sister clean and harvest the crops right before the first week of snow. Anal sex “You called me a what?” You flash an evil grin at the behemoth as he takes a step back as you seemed more hurt over his words then being flung around like a child’s doll. Its about that time right now the snowfall will begin in a week’s time more then enough time to make it to the next village. “Cox felter. The loud booming that came from the pistol as your sister Chantal loaded the used up pistol while father fought them out of the house. Then a bullet smashing the skull of your father as mother grabbed the both of you and ran to the forest. Memories of that night flood into your mind. “You should come with me and see Grace she can make you a seer drink to help you find your friend.” Said the elf woman. After the swing hit the horse and sent it bucking wildly.
