If I don't hear from you, I will just assume you have declined. But before you go, you should know what you will receive for your 'services'. This is ...hat the job pays a month," he said, and he wrote a number down on a piece of scratch paper and laid it face down sliding it to her. Brooke picked up the piece of paper and read the figure that he had written down. She couldn't believe her eyes: it was more than she'd ever made at T-K and a lot more than any of her temp jobs had paid her. This. It was at Dave’s party that I learned the fine art of shotgunning beer. It was also at that event that I had the pleasure of meeting our team mascot-Janet. And after meeting Janet, I forgave Dave everything. Janet, thankfully, was not a grizzly, the official school mascot. Janet was specifically the track team mascot. Not a sanctioned mascot, mind you. I don’t think any of the coaches knew about her. But the rest of the team sure did. The thing about Janet was, you got a few beers in her, and. Northern wastelands or just wastelands are they called, home to demons, orcs, undead, everything dark and bloodthirsty. Their inhabitants call it survival of the fittest, not much food to go around with no soil to grow it after all, but the self-proclaimed civilized races call it barbaric, evil even.South we find Tar'chi, or the great desert, home to most Beastkin, but best known by mankind for Zel'alka, an oasis of wonder and innovation. Here we find the largest academy for wizards in the. But seeing her fur coming and going like that, had told him that mating with her now would be not only unwise, but it could be downright dangerous.He could see the moment that she beat her inner instincts, and regained complete control - which just happened to be the moment when he stepped back and stopped influencing her.Her look of embarrassment was bad enough, but the utter humiliation was just too much.He clenched his fists a couple of times, and he beat back his own beast.And only when he.