You are temporarily thwarted

“What’s this? Is the little elven slut having a change of heart?” You ask mockingly as her hand travels to her hairless crotch.

Your words apparently get the better of her and she pulls her hand back and with a strangled yelp cries out, “NO!” The ferocity of her cry startles you and gives her the time she needs to stand up and run to the corner of the stables. “Please sir, halt your advances at once or I will be **** to harm you,” she calls in a scared voice. You sneer at her but hold fast, fearing that the oft told myths of elven magic may hold some truth after all.

“Very well,” you say, “I will hear your explanation as to why you broke into my stables, but make it fast.”

“I am very sorry for invading your property sir knight, but I have journeyed from the elven forests in search of aid. You see, several weeks ago a band of ogres beset the elven city of Tel’Arn and have being laying siege. For now the walls hold but for how long I do not know.”

“Ya? And what do you want me to do about it?” You ask in a bored voice, not wanting to betray your interest at what the elven girl is saying.

“Rumor has it that the ogres are only an advance **** for a much greater evil, one the likes of which the world hasn’t seen in over a millennium.” She is obviously very nervous now. “And you Sir Palantis, are the only person who can stop this evil before it consumes the world.”

By now the gears in your head are turning like mad as you absorb what the little elf tells you. You had thought your grandfathers stories had been just that: stories, but if what this girl is telling you is true, then only one of your bloodline, a bloodline sired by man and demon can stop the nameless evil from destroying everything good and sacred.

Before she can continue you make up your mind, “OK, I’ll go, but as I know nothing of the elven forests, you must be my guide and furthermore, for breaking into my house you will become my ****.” She considers your demands then nods and begins hastily covering herself in tatters of her dress. Wistfully you gaze at her soft perfection and wish that you could have enjoyed her more womanly charms before beginning this quest.