Valiant heroes, mighty champions and majestic monarchs gather their strength, gird their spirits and muster their forces in a desperate attempt to sla... the prophesied Everchosen before he can reach his destiny.From the Elven kins of frozen Naggaroth, proud Ulthuan and reclusive Athel Loren to the defiant mountain holds of Dwarven kind to the varying Human nations of the Old World including stout Kislev, mighty Empire and chivalrous Bretonnia to nations far east of the world, the little known. That way, you might actually be able to fix that disaster of a thing called your hairstyle, yeah?"You briefly run your hands through your hair in reaction to his continued jabs at your presentation of self. With no mirrors around, you can't validate his claims. Seeing your self-consciousness about the state of your hair, he laughs and shakes his head. "I'm kidding, friend. You look great. And by great, I mean you look like shit. Yeah, I wasn't actually kidding. Your hair's a god damned mess.. ? Frank held the knife in a horizontal angle with the edge towards himself. He playfully slid it under Heidi?s left breast, like if he was weighing it. ?It?s your turn to get useful. Down on your knees, Blondie!? I let go of my grip and Heidi actually did what she was told and with an unsteady balance because of her fixated hands got down on her knees on the dancefloor. Her eyes still fixated on the blade in Frank?s hand. It was kind of sexy seeing her humiliated and trying to get down with a. "Oh, and company! Jack, why is your uh, little friend here with you?" Dear, I'll remember not to use the siren any more in our neighborhood. I'm sorry. I brought Renee by because there was something I needed to say, and I want her here." Jack hung his head a looked a tad intimidated by his wife. I couldn't blame him. She had always been the bitch as long as I knew her. I had never had a great relationship with my former English teacher. She'd been treating me with disrespect and disgust.