Arrows with flame on their tips pierced the wooden roofs and engulfed them in fire. Corpses were collected in the town center and burned into ashes. C...ries of men and women and children filled the sky. The small town of Gideon was turned into a sea of fire as the raider pillaged the town.A group of goblins raided and searched every house for valuables and survivors as the orcs shot flame arrows with their crossbows. Their monstrous roar joined the cry of agony of the town people. With their. We will leave once we find what we came for.”“What’s in it for us to just leave?” Fender yelled from the distance.The gnome chuckled. “Your lives, of course,” he said. “But let me sweeten the pot a little.”The gnome reached inside his robe, and pulled out a bulging sack of gold. It wasn’t clear where that sack had been hiding in his robe previously. The gnome untied the string securing the sack, and gold pieces could be seen glittering inside the sack.The gnome smirked, and poured the gold. “you seem to have all the qualities I’m looking for Grace.” With those words she removed Grace’s champagne glass from her hand and put it on the ground. She slowly walked around Grace checking out her curves. “My word, she has a great body hasn’t she” she asked Roger and Joan who approvingly nodded. “With a hard body like this she’d have the stamina to go on for hours. She’d be great in groups, or on the bench for our guests. Definitely something for the cellar.” Bench, Cellar? Irene’s words. You...are a complete fucking moron. You should've died a long, fucking time ago..." He paused for a second, watching her terror deepen. "And you've made the mistake of telling me way too many fucking things. Congratulations, darling. You've dug your own grave." He slid two fingers into her cunt and wriggled them around, listening to her squeal and protest. "Oh, shut the fuck up, you love every second of it." He spread her legs open and forced four fingers in, scraping his nails against the.