But, chillax dude our spooky, scary necromancers have you covered. The whole arena is drenched in a Level 3 reviving spell, that will heal all wounds,...including a sudden case of mortality, once the battle is concluded. Radical!”“Swagger your way trough the whole tournament and you will loot the grand price of a cool 50.000 Gold coins as well as a free mansion in the ritzy noble hill district of Rasheul! Swagalicious!”Excluding the clerks questionable attitude, everything seemed fairly standard. Music, vocal chatter, sweat, alcohol... all mixing together into an annoying distraction. My hunger was the only thing that mattered. I could feel the pulsing of the young bodies moving and mixing together rhythmically. I made my way to the bar to get myself a drink, and then found a spot in the darkness to observe my prey.From a distance, I planted a seed of charm in the mind of a woman unfortunate enough to meet my gaze from across the room. She didn't understand why, but she was drawn to my. Henry did the obligatory things: the anniversary and birthday presents, some of the kids' events, sex three or four times a month. He was still hitting up other women much more often than that. I have to admit, I took a spin with the pool boy and my tennis instructor, more than once.It took overhearing a couple of my 'friends' in the locker room at the country club for me to see what a complete lie my life had become. They were talking about Henry and his conquests. One woman told the other. ” She smiled and disappeared into the corridor outsidebefore returning with the coffees. “Ta, very much,” he said. She sat down on his visitors chair sipping her coffeewhile he continued reading the paper, wondering vaguelyhow long it would take her to drink her coffee and go. “You like this job, then?” she asked breaking thesilence. “S’Okay, I s’pose.” “What’s the pay like?” “S’Okay.” More silence. He.