He wasn’t just going to die, he was going to fail his first oath- he wasn’t going to be able to protect the owner of the house– he was going to fail his father by being too weak.No. Village sex His father had not raised a fool. Even so, he snuck a glance back before he tromped over towards the orc and hauled him off. Caldion smiled. The thicket was torn away roughly– massive gouges of ivy lay broken off at angles and deep boot treads lapped a path through the muddy gloom and into a clearing surrounded by, of all things, a broken wooden fence. The orc thrashed out and punched Caldion in the ribs, blasting the air from his lungs. There were so damn many of them. He was just about to knock on the door when something crashed in the darkness to his left where the fence came near the house.
