If not, I hope you’re prepared to travel in the downpour.” She watched my brothers play-fighting before visibly snapping back and looking at
my face. When the opponent is distracted, occupied or drowned in fear, he acts without hesitation. “Too lenient.” Ogrul corrects, placing down his share and holstering his hammer to his side. Anna shoots off, the patter of her footsteps creaky on the wooden stairs a little. “We tried to take it easy on them,” Ogrul wiped the water off of his forehead and flicked it at Gash, who pouted and sucker-punched him in return. He was backed up by four other men, each around the same age and wearing thin metal
armor. But try and keep low. Her skin looks buttery smooth and soft and warm. Ogrul is the strong one, Gashmuuk is the smart one. “We don’t and we aren’t, but perhaps we can make an arrangement?
