You don’t take armor, just two swords

Your whole life, you’d been trained by your two brothers of strength to wield swords. Ordinarily, you might take a light set of armor, but considering your objective of sex, it might be better to be free of constrictions.

You paid for your two swords, and strapped them across your back in an X. As you emerged from the forge, you find your brother of mind sitting on a stone bench, waiting for you.

“Hello, brother.” you said in surprise.

“I came to ask you what you’re planning on doing to find a mate.” he asked calmly. Using his intelligence, the lucky bastard had gotten his paws on a dark elf, an exceptionally rare and exceptionally sexy dark elf. Maybe it would be worth listening to his advice, if he’d offer any.

“I don’t really have a plan. I was just going to wander the forests, looking for elves.” you shrugged, “Any advice?”.

“Sure, ask the smart brother with the hot mate how to catch an elf. Well, what kind of elf you looking for? Woodland? Dark? Light?” your brother of mind asked.

“I think probably Light.” you shrugged. He nodded.

“Alright. Leave town from the east gate, and head about two miles into that forest. You’re looking for a river called the River of Grace. Elves love to go to it. It’s like a spiritual journey for them. Walk along the banks, and you’ll find elves, trust me.” your brother of mind assured you. You chuckled.

“Thank you very much, brother.” you inclined your head, and stood. Your brother of mind shook his head.

“I wish I had a cock your size. My mate always vocalizes her opinions of small cocked men.” your brother said bitterly.

“Teach the bitch a lesson.” you shrugged.

“How would I do that?” your brother of mind sighed.

“Ask Dad for ideas.” you smirked, and set off towards the east gate.