She wasn’t always the drunken cocksucking whore she seemed she was transforming into since Dad’s death five years ago. God knows how many cocks sh...’d sucked and maybe fucked this past year, but it was lot fuckin’ more than just a few, considering how many times he’d driven to the bar to pick her up. He was driving but not really paying attention to the route and seemed to be on auto-pilot on the freeway. He thought back when he was six and Dad married Nicole after the divorce from his real mom,. At Christmas her parents were on a cruise or something so I brought her home to meet my family. Shelley and I had agreed that we wanted to be together but a marriage proposal was never actually given. Mom was courteous and friendly when she met Shelley, but she apparently wasn’t as taken with her as I was. I thought that when Mom got to know her better she would warm up to Shelley. Dad was his usual charming, somewhat flirty self with Shelley. But even Dad didn’t seem to really take to her. I. Gnarly.”After a short pause, perhaps to gauge if I was actually paying attention or to take a breath, she continued.“Fights lasts until one participants gives up or kicks the bucket. 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. "You really do feel strongly about this, don't you? I don't know that I fully agree with you but it certainly ain't gonna be examined closely. She's painted herself into a corner. I've got to write your fitness report – don't worry, she doesn't see it, it goes from me to Laurence. Take a month's leave – you have it coming- I'll consult with Sir Laurence to ... see where ... we ... can put ... you."Rowans gaze went blank as he considered the ceiling.Minutes passed."Now that's an idea ... we.