By: daydreamer

‘You could go to the old hag in deep wood forest.’ Offered Leonardo a knight, one of Meeth’s friends . Meeth was a tall weathered man. His body easily twice the size of a normal man. He was a lone warrior that though roamed aimlessly in the vast lands of Sargon, was loyal to his home kingdom when needed. It was told lately in the rumors that traveled amongst the streets in the great kingdom of Sworn, that a great beast was rising. Which beast, no one was sure. But the kingdom needed to be ready.

‘I could, but would she help us?’ Meeth rubbed his bearded face. It was stressful being a warrior, especially when the whole kingdom depended on you to save them from a great demon.

Leonard shrugged, ‘Maybe, she’s been exiled for her witch craft. But she knows just as well as us, that if we don’t kill the beast, it will kill us.’ He took a swig from his mug and looked seriously at Meeth ‘including her.’

As much as Meeth hated to admit it, Leonardo was right. She might be able to see into the future, or even where the beast is. Meeth stood, he was getting older, 31 years old and he was the richest man in the whole kingdom of Sworn. But he wanted more, was life real just raiding random demon sanctuaries, killing spirits, and hunting werewolves? ‘Alright I’ll go, first thing tomorrow morning.’ With that he left the group of knights and went to the Inn.

As Meeth walked slowly to the Inn door, he noticed a shadow move in the ally. He wasn’t worried based on the size of the shadow, he knew who it was. A beautiful young woman, dressed in a tight, easily removed dress leaned against the wall. ‘Hey handsome, I heard you were in town.’ She tilted her head, just slightly to add the allure to her seduction.

He stopped, staring at her. He remembered when she had just been bought my Fredrick the inn owner. She was sixteen then, 24 now. Ever sense she hit 17, she began to have sex with random men for extra money, including Meeth. Who was he to turn down a beautiful young girl, for just a gold coin? Of course a gold coin was worth a lot more to other men then him, but he had bags and chests of gold coins in his hide away. And her price went to 7 coins, just for him, because she soon realized it meant nothing to him. ‘I don’t have time for sex tonight Claire.’ He walked to her putting 10 gold coins in her hand. ‘Take the night off.’

Claire stuffed the coins in her purse and wrapped her arms around Meeth’s neck. ‘I don’t want the night off. It’s not often a big man like you comes to town.’ She began to softly kiss his neck and cheeks. ‘Take me to your room Meeth, please.’ She looked up at him, with her brown eyes.

Meeth knew she liked him, maybe even loved, but he felt nothing but sympathy for her. Of course he enjoyed what she offered, but deep down it was just that, sex, nothing more nothing less. ‘Fine.’ He said as he picked her up off her feet and she kissed him as they entered the inn. Meeth walked past Fredrick who gave a nod, knowing Meeth was a man of his word and would pay the next morning.

Meeth set Claire down on the soft bed. She quickly undressed, already wet. ‘Do you like me like this?’ She said as she laid out on the bed. ‘no, I want you to have dignity for yourself’ was his response in his head, but he replied ‘yeah’ He slept with her, just as he had so many times before. And just as before, he felt the pleasure on his groin, but nothing in his heart.

Meeth woke up early. He had trained his body to do so through out his endless adventures. He looked to Claire who laid bare, the thin sheet over her stomach. He gently pulled the heavy blanket to her shoulders. Looking to her purse, he found the typical make up and 10 gold coins. So that’s why she wanted him, it was a slow week. He placed an extra 20, dressed, and went to leave. Looking back he looked at the sleeping Claire and whispered ‘Someday you’ll find someone who actually loves you for more than sex.’ What he didn’t see was Claire’s eyes open, and a tear roll softly down her cheek.

Meeth went down stairs and as always Fredrick had a good breakfast wrapped and ready to take on the go. ‘How much do you need?’ Meeth asked, as he looked to the back bordered window.

‘About 100 gold for a good job and 50 for an ify one.’ Fredrick said, packing one sack with fresh bacon.

Meeth took out a rare, golden red coin, worth 200 gold. ‘Here, take this.’ Fredrick’s eyes went wide, Meeth was all too generous with his money. With that Meeth headed for the door with a large sack of four different sacks off food in one hand and a large bottle of milk in the other. He wore a breast plate and leg armor with a large back pack, bow, quiver, and sword strapped to his back. And of course the clothing underneath his armor. He snacked on some bacon strips as he headed for the gates to wind creak forest.

‘I see Fredrick made you some of his famous breakfast meals.’ Said the guard as he began to turn the wheel, opening the gate.’

‘Sure did, it’s good as ever too.’ Meeth continued to munch on his bacon as he walked past the guard into wind creak forest.

‘You could go to the old hag in deep wood forest.’ Offered Leonardo a knight, one of Meeth’s friends . Meeth was a tall weathered man. His body easily twice the size of a normal man. He was a lone warrior that though roamed aimlessly in the vast lands of Sargon, was loyal to his home kingdom when needed. It was told lately in the rumors that traveled amongst the streets in the great kingdom of Sworn, that a great beast was rising. Which beast, no one was sure. But the kingdom needed to be ready.

‘I could, but would she help us?’ Meeth rubbed his bearded face. It was stressful being a warrior, especially when the whole kingdom depended on you to save them from a great demon.

Leonard shrugged, ‘Maybe, she’s been exiled for her witch craft. But she knows just as well as us, that if we don’t kill the beast, it will kill us.’ He took a swig from his mug and looked seriously at Meeth ‘including her.’

As much as Meeth hated to admit it, Leonardo was right. She might be able to see into the future, or even where the beast is. Meeth stood, he was getting older, 31 years old and he was the richest man in the whole kingdom of Sworn. But he wanted more, was life real just raiding random demon sanctuaries, killing spirits, and hunting werewolves? ‘Alright I’ll go, first thing tomorrow morning.’ With that he left the group of knights and went to the Inn.

As Meeth walked slowly to the Inn door, he noticed a shadow move in the ally. He wasn’t worried based on the size of the shadow, he knew who it was. A beautiful young woman, dressed in a tight, easily removed dress leaned against the wall. ‘Hey handsome, I heard you were in town.’ She tilted her head, just slightly to add the allure to her seduction.

He stopped, staring at her. He remembered when she had just been bought my Fredrick the inn owner. She was sixteen then, 24 now. Ever sense she hit 17, she began to have sex with random men for extra money, including Meeth. Who was he to turn down a beautiful young girl, for just a gold coin? Of course a gold coin was worth a lot more to other men then him, but he had bags and chests of gold coins in his hide away. And her price went to 7 coins, just for him, because she soon realized it meant nothing to him. ‘I don’t have time for sex tonight Claire.’ He walked to her putting 10 gold coins in her hand. ‘Take the night off.’

Claire stuffed the coins in her purse and wrapped her arms around Meeth’s neck. ‘I don’t want the night off. It’s not often a big man like you comes to town.’ She began to softly kiss his neck and cheeks. ‘Take me to your room Meeth, please.’ She looked up at him, with her brown eyes.

Meeth knew she liked him, maybe even loved, but he felt nothing but sympathy for her. Of course he enjoyed what she offered, but deep down it was just that, sex, nothing more nothing less. ‘Fine.’ He said as he picked her up off her feet and she kissed him as they entered the inn. Meeth walked past Fredrick who gave a nod, knowing Meeth was a man of his word and would pay the next morning.

Meeth set Claire down on the soft bed. She quickly undressed, already wet. ‘Do you like me like this?’ She said as she laid out on the bed. ‘no, I want you to have dignity for yourself’ was his response in his head, but he replied ‘yeah’ He slept with her, just as he had so many times before. And just as before, he felt the pleasure on his groin, but nothing in his heart.

Meeth woke up early. He had trained his body to do so through out his endless adventures. He looked to Claire who laid bare, the thin sheet over her stomach. He gently pulled the heavy blanket to her shoulders. Looking to her purse, he found the typical make up and 10 gold coins. So that’s why she wanted him, it was a slow week. He placed an extra 20, dressed, and went to leave. Looking back he looked at the sleeping Claire and whispered ‘Someday you’ll find someone who actually loves you for more than sex.’ What he didn’t see was Claire’s eyes open, and a tear roll softly down her cheek.

Meeth went down stairs and as always Fredrick had a good breakfast wrapped and ready to take on the go. ‘How much do you need?’ Meeth asked, as he looked to the back bordered window.

‘About 100 gold for a good job and 50 for an ify one.’ Fredrick said, packing one sack with fresh bacon.

Meeth took out a rare, golden red coin, worth 200 gold. ‘Here, take this.’ Fredrick’s eyes went wide, Meeth was all too generous with his money. With that Meeth headed for the door with a large sack of four different sacks off food in one hand and a large bottle of milk in the other. He wore a breast plate and leg armor with a large back pack, bow, quiver, and sword strapped to his back. And of course the clothing underneath his armor. He snacked on some bacon strips as he headed for the gates to wind creak forest.

‘I see Fredrick made you some of his famous breakfast meals.’ Said the guard as he began to turn the wheel, opening the gate.’

‘Sure did, it’s good as ever too.’ Meeth continued to munch on his bacon as he walked past the guard into wind creak forest.