Trial by combat perhaps?" My voice was calm and I could see him weighing his chances against me."Get off this land." In eight days." Now!" I have the ...ocument saying that you accepted payment."The man reached into his pocket and threw eight silver pennies to the ground in front of me. "Leave!" Is this a new Mendab way of farming? You plant silver pennies in hopes of gathering riches. In any case, I do not accept your offer." I can make you leave."He started to draw a pistol but now saw three. ’ That was the question Marion had been looking for. It ended the game then and there. She looked at Gwyneth, ‘How is my Dad supposed to treat her?’ Gwyneth looked at Sorrel, ‘You want to answer that or should I?’ Sorrel was in no way interested in making any personal contributions to this line of conversation. She thought she’d let the topic die on its own, ‘You can.’ Gwyneth looked at Marion, ‘Your father is supposed to be punishing her.’ Marion figured something like that, but had no clue. Then suddenly, as she was talking about all of the muscles involved and my cock twitched harder in my panties thinking about the great footage I was getting, she threw her left leg up onto the exam table beside me and spread her fuckin gorgeous legs. Looking down towards her crotch inbetween moments of eye contact, she stroked her hands up and down the insides of her thighs and then down towards her asshole to give me a good view of all of the different muscles that she wanted me to be working. The third Dark Elf lost his head, which sailed back the way Reg had come from. Reg did not give the Dark Elves a chance to recover from the ferocity of his attack, as he ducked under the swing of the fourth one, chopping his legs out from under him. An arrow whistled close to his right ear, followed by another and two more Dark Elves went down, each with an arrow sticking out of an eye. Reg quickly glanced over his shoulder and saw Tristan notching another arrow into his shortbow.The last two.