Some light Refurbishing

You sit up and examine your magnificent treasure hoard; the elegant jewelry, the flawless gems, the magical artifacts and above all, the mountains of golden coins, bars and goblets. And that old untired feeling creeps up from the back of your mind once again.

You need more stuff.

Motivated with a new goal to accomplish, you stand up and stretch your beautifully, well rested body.

"Morning Mama." Your eldest greets you as she sits up and stretches her lithe body. "You seem eager to start moving again so soon after a hunt." She leans over and devours your morning wood.

"I was just thinking it's been too long since I added to my hoard." You grab her head and thrust a little, your mind focused on possible targets as your daughter enjoys the taste of her mother's meat.