‘Well, the drow bitch I saw getting dragged up into the light by a whole squadron of imps, shedding armor and screams equally seemed pretty pissed, ...hough I bet the imps were—’ ‘Kvas.’ Thurlith said quietly. ‘Drow down below, must be a way into the Underdark down there. Undead in the cellar and first few floors, then the fiends up top. Being able to fly helps, I guess.’ Kvas shot a nasty look at Caracin, who made frequent use of the fly spell to keep herself out of the way of battle, though her. Ruthless was his middle name, so to speak. ‘Your destiny waits you, Bahman. Now let’s have breakfast.’ ‘Breakfast?’ Bahman could’ not believe of this lady’s demeanour. She practically killed him and was actually acting so casual and really kind and sexy. Bahman wasn’t sexy, far from it and yet ladies liked it even some men secretly looked at him hungrily. He couldn’t be fucked with any of that. Sex to him was a power weapon…to conquer and obtain his goal. ‘No. I want clothes. I want my armour!. ... the plan of attack."GET UP! THEY'RE COMING!" she yelled at her husband as she went to her child.Anna quickly dressed little Faine. The child's name was old English for 'joyful'. Faine was anything but joyful at being dragged out of bed in the middle of the night, though. The child was at once unhappy, fearful, and excited."Is this a game like before Mommy?" No, Honey, this is for real. Mommy needs you to do exactly as I tell you. Ok?" Yes, Mommy" said the trembling wide-eyed child.The three. I grabbed my t shirt and slid it on before he got here and hoped he would think my shorts were just running shorts or that it was too dark to notice.He introduced himself as John and he and few friends were in the next site over and didn't have any firewood. I got up and led him to the truck so he could grab some and be on his way. We walked back over to the picnic table and he set the wood down and out of no where said he liked my satin shorts and asked if he could sit and hang out for a.