Fabricia

The sound of a sharp arrow pierced through the large circle-shaped target board, which surprisingly, hit the bullseye. The other arrows had their share of hits, but only a few were almost close to the very center.

As she finished up her target practice, Fabricia put away her bow and arrow and after adjusting her silver armor, she straightened her dress, which was light pink with long sleeves, revealed spectacular cleavage, and ended at her knees. She also made sure there wasn't any dirt in her pink pumps before she set her sights on home.

Making her way back to the city, Fabricia smelled the warm, soft air, and sighed in content. A lover of nature and animals, she was considered to be a woman of pure virtue; following in her mother's footsteps as an archer was also her greatest feat.

En route to home, however, Fabricia stopped in her tracks as a sailor stood before her. "Well, what do we have here? A cute, defenseless young woman with the nicest tits!" he said.

"Don't you dare lay a finger on me, you freak!" Fabricia said with a stern look.

"Really? Then I guess we'll just have to make you our personal fuck toy, wouldn't we?" Another sailor said.

As the three sailors ganged on the seemingly helpless Fabricia, she was about to shoot them down with her arrow when they were immediately attacked by a young, handsome and chiseled man with slightly long brown hair and grey eyes. He was Fabricia's childhood friend, the rapier-wielding bard, Connor. Although she never seen it before, he had a long, thick cock that would prove to be a bit difficult for her to handle, since she was a virgin.

"Hands off of her, you perverted scum!" Connor said as he pointed his rapier at the sailors.

"It's Connor, the fearless bard! Please don't kill us!" the third sailor exclaimed.

"Unless you want to die, leave the girl be. I don't like people that are lustful towards helpless women." Connor added.

The sailors grimaced before retreating in a state of cowardice. "Connor? Is that you?" Fabricia asked curiously.

"Of course. I noticed those sailors were trying to gang up on you and **** you, so I had to take action and rescue you." Connor said.

"Thank you...although I was going to take them down myself, I congratulate you for coming to my aid. Anyways, I must return home and figure out what to do for the evening after my afternoon target practice. I'll see you soon, perhaps? Maybe we could go out together." Fabricia replied.

"Of course. Take care!" Connor said, and the two parted ways.

Fabricia returned home and began considering where to go for tonight: there was Connor's house, he was still there, of course, and then there was the small cove that she knew of along the coastline, a place where she would always take a nightly swim in the nude, and lastly there was the bar, where she could just relax and be herself.

However, she was aware that bandits and other bad people could be crawling around in the night, so Fabricia had to choose wisely.