You are surrounded by the warm embrace of your covers around you, the gentle support of the pillow under your head, a soft weight bearing down on your...face… what? Your barely conscious mind not quite processing what is going on, you open your eyes and are only met with with darkness. As you slowly become more aware of your surroundings you begin to notice the weight on your face is moving, slowly from chin to forehead, accompanied by a familiar musky aroma.Noticing that you had awoken, Sarina. Gutandor was no challenge for this horde and the town was burned to cinders, all of its inhabitants killed or carried away by the army of the damned. All but two that is.Sheltered beneath an iron tub the two huddled together throughout the rampage. They heard the screams of their friends and loved ones mixed with the inhuman moans of the hellish monstrosities. They escaped to this hideaway just in time, fleeing from the burnings eyes of one of the reptilian demons. The eyes that beckoned them. They seemed to have a language that consisted of soft hooting, grunts, and arm waving.Frank imagined that with such a simple existance, there might not be all that much to discuss. Once he got up and went into the bushes to pee, but they didn't pay him much attention, and there wasn't anywhere he could really go anyway, his boots were who knows how far away, back at his previous camp.He finished his business and returned to his sleepingbag, under the rock overhang, on the soft pile of. How can I not, who so recently took that knowledge as a gift? And what gift has the Deity given me? How will Her will manifest itself through my being?’ ‘I am not sure. I have spent long nights thinking about it, running it through my mind when I needed a distraction from the needs of the body. The Children make all merry and laugh, and though you laugh easily and well, there is a seriousness always within you, my son. The Youth and the Maiden rarely manifest themselves in our line, since we.