The murmurs rose to blind panic as Draven entered the inn behind her, people standing and backing away from the entrance while reaching for anything solid they could use to protect themselves, collectively their eyes turned back to Eshenesra as she spoke,
“My master wishes me to inform you that this town of Wealdstone now belongs to him. She lay on the ground, where she would remain for some time while her mind was bent and reshaped by the magic he had forced upon her
. She was snapped out of her reverie as the beast spoke, his deep tones rumbling about the cavern
It seems I've found an elf slut to satisfy me, and a stupid one at that
Shocked at this intimate contact again, Morgan tried to gasp a sharp " John!!.