1. The forgotten heroes - Chapter One "The adventure begins."


    Date: 2/8/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Non-Erotic, Author: Interesting Reed, Rating: 84.8, Source: sexstories.com

    shit covered pubs." You say with out giving the man a second glance you wave for the bartender and order a second beer. "This little coxs felter just told me to shove off 'idin't he?" The behemoth said to nobody in particular in the crowd that surrounds the two of you. With faster speed then you expected the man grabbed you and flung you across the pub and right out the door. You fly past the group of drunk men that were loitering in front of the pub as you crash into a turned over shop keepers cart. The few villagers that were up at night all turn to you expecting you to be killed or mauled. The huge beast of a man roars out of the pubs doorway and looks at your body limp in a pile of wood that used to be a cart. Slowly you get up dusting splinters and dust off your coat. "You called me a what?" You flash an evil grin at the behemoth as he takes a step back as you seemed more hurt over his words then being flung around like a child's doll. "Cox felter. He called ya a Cox Felter!" A random voice calls from with in the pub. With lightning speed you rush at the fat man only to stop two feet from him. Drawing a line in the dirt road with your worn boot you say "You won't go past this line while awake." The obese man looks baffled for a second then decides your a fucking lunatic and rushes at you with a almost bewitched speed for a man of his girth. You push you coat a side and jump up driving your knee at an angle to the fat man's nose. The behemoth then slumps over the line ...
    You drew fully knocked out into a pool of his own blood. You step over him and walk calmly back to your seat. The crowd looks at the behemoth splayed out on the dirt road and see you walk into the bar as if nothing had happened. The people in the bar give you a wide space to walk in most scared half out their minds. You sit down in the seat order a drink and then ask about a room. "Yeah we have a room it's reserved but I don't think you care." The bartender said while he cleaned a mug with a dirty rag. Your ears perk up and you ask the bartender "Who reserved it?" The old bald bartender began to look at you then said "An old hunter comes in every day around sunrise to sleep." You think that you finally found him after months of searching this could be him funny how life has a habit of making things come to a full circle you think to yourself. "What does your hunter hunt during the night." You ask the bartender who puts the mug down and looks at you as if studying you. "What every hunter hunts...game only this game is out at night." You look at your empty mug and the bartender takes the hint and pours you another. "So you mean to tell me your hunter hunts fairies and cursed animals in the woods?" The bartender puts a full glass in front of you. "Aye that what she hunts works for the village medicinal pusher." You take a swig of the beer and nearly choke on it. "She?! Did you say she as in your hunter is a woman?" The bartender looks at you and thinks your a dumb fool "aye she as ...
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