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Evernight Forest –
The once peaceful Evernight Forest home of the elves has become a dark reflection of itself. The forest has become twisted by the dark spell of the elven hero Oberron Greenhaze, once where there was light and life was now dark and decay. Even the unicorns that once ran free around the forest have become infected by the dreaming, becoming blood hungry beast. The elves that once called the forest home are either rotting on the forest floor or were enslaved by the dwarves. The only elves that remain are the elven ghosts that haunt their forest as they did in life, crying for their lost as they floated pass their destroyed homes and temples. Their forest homes were burned down by the war machine and their temples looted and left for the dark forest to reclaim them.
A large party of Ranko's, made up of the fighting classes, marched through the woods. All of them armed and armored in the newly forged metalworks from the forges. They had cut through the overgrowth and fell trees that blacked their path. Ranma is in the center of the formation along with, Uyko, Akane, Kodachi, and Shampoo.
"This is just like a horror movie," Ukyo said as she walks next to Ranma.
"These woods are dark," Kodachi said.
"Never been in woods like this before," Shampoo adds.
"Found anything?" Akane ask one of the succubus's that she had brought along.
"No nothing but the rotten bodies of the dead," the sex demon said.
"That's what we're finding," Ranma said looking down at one of the maggot eaten bodies that covered most of the forest floor. The dwarves in their rusting armor and weapons and the elves in their leather armor are the only signs that they have been finding that this forest use to be home to a race of people.
Yersia rode on a wagon pulled by two Amazons as the other Ranko's gathered the weapons and armor from the fallen. She was horrified at the sight of so many dead elves. She could make out where they had made barricades trying to stop the dwarves but failed. The burn marks from fires showed how the dwarves broke through. Lord Ranma had shown her a strange looking device that he said is a flamethrower. She herself had heard of those kinds of war machines but had never saw one before. It explained how the elves of Evernight fell, the fires would have lit the forest making the elves panic in terror, making them easier to kill. And with the bodies of the dead elves darken from fire or hacked into piece, or just left to rot, there was no bringing them back from the dead. Kasumi had shown her the Druid power that could bring back the dead back to life, she was treating a young boy who was brought to the castle for help. He had died of an illness but Kasumi brought him back to life before her own eyes. But that magic could only work if the body was still fresh not worm eaten as all the bodies on the forest floor are just far too gone to bring them back to life.
What caught everyone's attention are what the bones of the dead were made into. Flies buzzed about the macabre decoration and a few maggots busily cleaned the pale white bones. Someone had used their skulls and bones to constructed many altars, totem pools and other horrifying decorations throughout the forest. Death and rot filled the air as the forest once full of life, was now nothing more then a cesspool of decay.
'This is what war is like?' Yersia thought to herself realizing why no one ever truly talks about what happens after a battle. One old soldier once told her the only sadder thing to see of an army that has won a battle, is the one that lost. It's no wonder that war stories are filled with nothing but glory and heroism.
"Another unicorn," a Onigumo said as she tosses another unicorn horn into the wagon.
"It's better to kill them then let them be," Yersia said after seeing one of those Bloody Unicorns. It saddens her thinking how a noble creature of magic had fallen so low.
"Why have you come?" a elf ask appearing through the trees. He's dress in elven armor but he was completely blue in color.
"A ghost elf? Heard about it before but this is the first time, I have seen one," one of the succubus's said.
"Yes elves when they die can still haunt the place they had a strong connection to in life. While as a ghost they can't be harm by anything but magic or something magical in nature," the Castle Orb explains.
"I am Overlord Ranma, the new Overlord of these lands," Ranma introduces himself.
"Another elf," the ghost elf said looking at Yersia.
"I'm a wood elf from the western lands," Yersia explains.
"There were only Light elves that use to call this place home," the elf ghost said as he began to tale the sad tale of Evernight.
Oberon Greenhaze once was a great hero but after he had defeat the last Overlord, he fell into a deep sleep. When the Dwarves invaded Evernight Forest he would not awaken, so the forest merged Oberon with the oldest tree of the forest. This tree caused his nightmares to come to life, defeating the Dwarves driving them back to their lands, but attack everything in the forest. The tree also seals the entrance to the Golden Hills to prevent another Dwarven invasion. The elf queen Selune'vele Bloomwillow was the only other living elf in the forest was chained to the tree that use to be her home, the very tree that grew around Oberon. The queen now struggles against the violating vines and branches of the tree, trying to free herself from the chains that bind her. The tree is protected by a magical barrier that's powered by the root nulls of the tree, that draws it's power from the magic of the forest, causing it's decay.
"There's another elf in the forest?" Ukyo ask.
"Yes she escape from the dwarves and has been trying to free the queen but there are just too many for her," the ghost elf said.
"Where is she?" Yersia ask.
"Her name is Jelle'vena Stroutleaf of the Holy Tree's Order and she is in the last piece of the forest that's still untouched by the dreaming the Sacred Grove," the ghost elf said.
"Take us there," Ranma said.
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At the village of Rya -
On a small merchant ship a young woman stood at the front of the ship watching as the small fishing village came ever closer. She had long yellow hair braided in a single thick rope down her back. She wore a steel breastplate that did not extend upwards beyond her breasts, and the tops of two ample mounds peered over the top, heaving up and down. Two leather-lined metal straps over the shoulders helped keep it all in place. She wore soft deerskin pants that were tailored such that they fit her like a second skin, and fur-lined boots against the cold of the air.
"This place sure has changed since, I left," the woman name Hila said as it was only just eight months since she was here. The monastery was still there, which meant that Mercy was still coning people with that faith she made up. She had left the village once Hank and Mercy's group took control. They went and got all the dumb people to believe in their faith which got the rest of the villagers to follow suit thinking that if the dummies joined the faith then it must be true, instead of listening to the smart people who said otherwise.
Stepping off the boat Hila gaze at the village which many of the older buildings have been torn down and replaced with new ones. The streets are cleaner as the people now didn't just throw their trash out on the street. And the village was now much larger then she had ever seen it before. Hammers, hooves, wheels, and voices made a surflike roar of noise throughout the little town. Full of pungent smells of sweat, dust, and manure baking under the hot sun. Foreign ships were tied up here too, looking tiny beside the ships of the flying a banner with a horse head on it.
Besides the traders Hida saw that there was many woman that looked alike in the village. The first ones were all blondes with the same face and tall, curvy bodies. They all wore a uniform that she recognizes as the ones she had seen sailors wore on war ships. The others are all redheads that all have the look and feel of pirates. They seem to be in charge of the town as the villagers showed them respect. Wondering what's going on she headed to the monastery.
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In the monastery -
A woman stood in front of one of the Overlord's commanders, who have taken over the monastery as their base. Her blonde hair was plaited, and her low cut dress revealed ample breasts that heaved with her agitation. Her waist was slim, but flared out to what promised to be very shapely hips and long legs beneath her skirt. She was angry as the women of the Overlord were taking all the attention of the men of the village. Not to mention that they already have that hunk of an Overlord all to themselves, that all the rest of the women of the village wished that their men looked like him. But most of all she was mad that she couldn't get a job at the castle.
"What do you mean, I can't get a job?" the woman name Denia growled.
"Sorry but most of the jobs have already been taken," the Writer said who is a Teacher rank as she's wearing glasses. Behind her going over the reports on the trade of the village is the Lore Keeper assigned to work with her.
Besides the Ranko class fighters that guard the villages that are under Ranma's rule, it's the job of the Writers to make sure things are going as smoothly as possible. Especially when trade open up again with the other lands and cities far from the Overlord lands. With the new Lore Keepers with their magical books that can make copies of each that teleport to any bookshelf that's has a magical rune that only another Lore Keeper can make. Just made things easier as now all the settlements could stay in contract with each other. Which made getting supplies easier as they would know which village has the best harvest and which one has the poorest. It made things easy to know when a shipment is suppose to arrival and what day it left, so they know if it's been delayed or been attack by bandits. And it's helpful in sending out a alarm if there's any attacks on any of the settlements.
"There has to be a job," Denia said.
"We have plenty of maids now in the castle and field hands now," the Writer said as there have been plenty of young women who having seen Ranma wanted to get close to him. But since there are plenty of her sisters around they never really needed any help. With the women that Ranma saved from those sex craze zombies many of the rooms of the castle were now filled. And with the farming machines that the Mechanics had built to make things easier for the farmers. The oxen powered harvesters have been popping up everywhere, many of the traders from the other lands have been buying them up like hotcakes.
"Isn't there anything that you need help on?" Denia ask.
"Well let's see," the Writer said as she looks over the list that Nabiki wrote on the help that's needed at the castle. There are more then enough maids and cooks in the castle now as Kasumi said she didn't need anymore help. The farms around the castle are being taken care of by the field hands who been hired to work the fields and care for the animals. And the castle has been rebuilt but is still being expanded.
"We could hirer her to work the fish hatchery," the Lore Keeper said.
"I guess we could use another hand there," the Writer said.
"I take it," Denia said even if it's a job that will have her looking after fishes its still means she'll have a chance of sleeping with the Overlord. Not to mention she'll be able to sleep in a single bed which she didn't have to share with her whole family. (1)
"Good," the Lore Keeper said writing it down in her book sending the info to Nabiki back at the castle.
"You do know how things are in the castle right?" the Writer ask her eye catching the Lore Keeper's.
"You mean the rumors of how the Overlord has sex with all of you girls everyday?" Denia ask.
"Yes those are all true," the Lore Keeper said as she pulls down the top of her dress letting her massive milk jugs free. The Writer followed suit undressing herself letting the woman in front of her behold her slim and lust body.
Denia quickly found herself trap between the two, cupping and feeling her body causing her to blush red. "Wait what are you two doing?" she ask blushing as she feels them undressing her.
"Since you are getting a job at the castle just for a chance to sleep with our lord," the Lore Keeper said as she press her milk jugs into Denia's smaller pair covering them completely.
"Which we don't mind as long as we get to have first taste," the Writer said into Denia's ear.
"Did, I catch you at a bad time?" Hila ask as she enters the room that the redheads said their boss is in. What she didn't expect was to find three women making out.
"Yes but since you're here want to join in?" the Writer ask giving her a sexy smile. Hila step backwards only to bump into one of the redheads along with a group of them standing right behind her. And she didn't like the looks they're giving her.
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Back in Evernight -
The Sacred Grove the last area of the forest that's been untouched by the Dreaming. The magic of the white tree kept the dark magic from twisting it into the nightmare that the rest of the forest has become. Jelle'vena Stroutleaf of the Holy Tree's Order, gulps down the first real food she has had in a very long time. One of the ghost elves had brought a small army of women into the grove along with a elf from the western lands, lead by the new overlord. But she was more interested in the food that they had brought along with them, bread, dried meat, apples, and strangely milk? The food is just a light meal for the soldiers but is a feast for her, being unable to find a decent meal for weeks now. Even eating the Hulking Frogs didn't help that much.
"Are there many of you left?" Ranma ask her.
"There are many elf women left," Jelle'vena said thinking how the dwarves used them. "We're mainly use as servants and cleaning up their messes. We're also used as sex slaves, at least it's impossible for our kinds to breed with each other. The men are used as miners, digging more gold for them. They're working them to death."
"Don't worry we save them," Ukyo said.
"Why are you helping?" Jelle'vena ask. "I thought Overlords are evil?"
"Well, I'm the one who breaks that rule," Ranma said.
"Are you just doing this to gain more power?" Jelle'vena ask not wanting to hope as the heroes had dispelled that kind of hope.
"It is true that in exchange for food, money, and other resources that, I might need, I protect them. But, I do care about the people that, I rule over and do what's right," Ranma said.
"I heard that before," Jelle'vena said.
"You don't have to trust me. Just show us where Oberon is," Ranma said.
"I'll show you the way," Jelle'vena said still not trusting him but doing so to save her queen.
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At the Tree of Dreaming -
Oberon after becoming apart of the tree he slept against had grown into a giant elf. His lower body has transformed into tree like roots, while his upper body remains that of an elf's. Up above him is the elf queen Selune'vele Bloomwillow tied to the tree by chains. Vines and branches played with her body as she tries to break free. Protecting the tree is a force field powered by seven large roots that spread out into the forest. There are also tracks that looks like a tank or something came through the forest a long time ago. The ghost elves said it's the footprints of death that linger in the forest.
"As you can see the tree is being protected by that barrier," Jelle'vena said. "I tried to destroy the Root Nulls but the Skill tribe protects them. As long as the barrier is up, Oberon will continue to sleep."
"It would take too long in finding all the Root Nulls, so lets just find out how much the barrier can take," Ranma said as he gathered his ki and blasted the roots connecting to the barrier.
The Mages, Alchemists, Druids and Nyuudou cast spells aiming at the shield and the long roots. Fireballs, lightning, and energy blasts, rained down on the shield and roots. Out from the surrounding forest came the undead Skull Tribe. Nightmares come to life, Skull Rats firing stone head arrows from bows made out of bones, Skull Stags wielding their dark magic that summons more nightmares with staffs top with skulls and Skull Boars huge, powerful, armed with stone hammers. Leading their troops, Shampoo, Akane, and Ukyo ran head on with the Skull Tribe, while Kodachi stayed behind with her girls to protect the spell casters.
"Keep it up!" Ranma shouted seeing the roots breaking and shield fading.
"Hurry up!" Akane shouted as she ducks as a Fighter flew through the air thanks to a swing from a Skull Boar's hammer. The Boar was quickly set upon by her sisters who stab their sharp weapons into its dead flesh.
"They just keep on coming," Ukyo said cutting through a pack of Skull Rats. She's glad that she's wearing armor as the arrows being shot at her are painful as they hit her. Good thing she's wearing a helmet as an arrow broke on impact on it.
"These monsters are like weeds," Shampoo said seeing that every monster that's killed another would take its place, all coming from the tree. A Skull Stag suddenly disappear as a succubus pick him up and then drop him back down on it's fellow skulls.
"Nyuudous give them some room!" Kodachi shouted. The Nyuudous cast their banishing spells into the fray killing the undead while leaving the living ones unharmed.
The shield finally faded as the last of the roots were destroyed by the powerful spells. Ranma seeing his chance leap into the air and casting the wind spell, shot himself at the tree. Landing in the branches he swung his axe chopping through the branches making his way to the elf queen. Selune'vele eyes sparked for the first time in a long time with hope as the armor warrior came to save her. With a mighty chop he broke the chains that held her for so long with his axe. Taking her in a sack hold, Ranma leap back to the ground seeing that the Skull Tribe had stop moving.
"I been asleep for far too long," Oberon said awaken from his deep sleep. "I have done unforgivable acts to my people, to my queen and given life to my nightmares. Enough let it end with me."
"Oberon what happen to you?" Selune'vele ask wanting to know what happen to him. "You were a hero but you let yourself become this."
"The Wizard said that, I needed rest," Oberon said. "I slept and slept till, I could no longer wake. Even when the dwarves came, I was aware of them but still couldn't wake. My desire to fight them is the reason why my nightmares became real but once they were gone they turned on my people. And you my queen, I have always desired since, I first saw you. The tree acting on my desirer rape you and kept you alive."
"You truly regret what you have done. Don't you?" Ranma ask.
"End my life please before the dreaming takes me again. I can feel the roots in my head, trying to grow back," Oberon pleaded.
"As you wish," Ranma said drawing all of his energy in his hands and blasted Oberon with a massive ki blast.
The energy ate away at Oberon who smiled as his living hell finally ended. Once the blast ended the tree and the elf that was trap in, was gone. The darkness that shadowed the forest for a very long time was lifted and light shine through the trees. The twisted roots of the tree disappeared as well as the Skull Tribe like shadows.
Selune'vele cried tears of joy seeing the nightmare had finally ended and gazed upon the man who save her. "Thank you for everything. How can, I ever repay you?"
"I did what was right, that's all that, I did," Ranma answers her.
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Near the Wastelands of the Ruborian Desert -
A small village marked the only signs of life for miles around in the wasteland. A cesspool of the waste of the surrounding lands. With the land in decay thanks to the rule of the seven former heroes the surrounding lands have been plagued by starvation and pestilence. There are many who took the easy way and simply took what they wanted from others. Vile scum from all over the lands come to this village, far from the law and close enough to catch new prey. They sell what they have taken from those they robbed or killed and brought from the merchants that made their living there. The village was started by the slave dealer, Belloq who made his wealth on the lives of others. Selling slaves to the Halflings or sex slaves to Sir Black, then trading the gold to the dwarves for their weapons, armor or trade goods. He became the riches man in the lands taking 10 percent of all transactions that happen in his village.
The biggest draw of the village is the killing pit where young beautiful women are thrown to their deaths. Tari that former paladin found herself in one if the cages. The timber wall rose above her, a crude drum of looted lumber, a barbaric amphitheatre offering who knew what hellish entertainment to the malevolent masses. The crowds clamored around rough cages at the foot of the wall which lifted those with enough to barter to the top. Vials of medicine, weapons, armor, gold, gems, food and gourds of water, all were thrust at Belloq's guards who assessed each item with practiced hands, then nodded acceptance or kicked the rejected away.
"No, Daddy! Please, no!" the voice of a young girl scream.
Tari looked down from the climbing cage into which she'd been hustled, her hand flying to her mouth in disgusted disbelief as she saw one foul excuse for a man selling his own daughter, a lithe and lovely young redhead. Two guards led the struggling teenager away, the leers on their ugly faces leaving no doubt as to the sort of abuse which the poor girl would soon be subjected to. Grinning like a maniac, drool flying from his scabby lips, the father sprinted for his place in the next cage to be hauled upwards.
"Out!" a guard shouted.
Tari's cage creaked to a halt at the top of the wall, and the trembling beauty was shoved onto a catwalk which circled the rim. Tiered seating, rapidly filling with excited spectators, sloped down from the catwalk, the lowest level perching precariously over a deep pit. The circular walls of the pit looked like the interior of an old water tank, a metal drum with the upper half slathered with grease and the lower spattered with dark red stains. Stains which Tari fervently hoped were merely streaks of rust. An iron gate blocked an arch cut into the pit wall, the bars reverberating as whatever was concealed beyond hurled itself at the imprisoning metal with elemental fury.
Belloq's many chins wobbled as he nodded acknowledgment of the crowd's welcoming roar. A pair of nubile slave girls undid his apron strings and peeled the greasy garment from his foul frame; naked, save for his heavy boots, he lowered his sweating bulk onto a throne draped with tattered finery. The two girls knelt on either side of the throne; one carefully lifted his vast stomach which lay like a huge white pillow on his lap, whilst the other reached beneath and curled her slender fingers around his stubby cock, the sweat-slick tool already tumescent and twitching in anticipation of the spectacle to come.
"Don't suck it until the prey things are in the pit, you'll be next on the menu if you bring me off too soon," the death merchant said.
The slave girl loosened her grip on Belloq's shaft and bowed her head in obeisance to his growled command.
"As you wish, master," she said.
Across the pit from the box in which Belloq held court jutted a metal slab, a platform from which the day's purchases were flung to their dreadful doom. Belloq smiled as he saw the teenage twins he'd bought earlier pushed, trembling and tearful, to the edge. The girls were identical, curvy carbon copies with the same mop of curly blonde hair, the same big blue eyes, the same full red lips... even their big, gravity defying f-cup breasts mirrored the adjacent pair, the upward thrust of the four glorious globes lifting the hems of the skimpy cotton shifts that both girls wore to the very top of their long shapely legs. The crowd packing the tiered seats went wild as the two beautiful innocents clung to each other, each and every sadistic savage packing the benches in a feeding frenzy, they shouted obscenities almost drowning out the bestial howl which rose up from behind the iron gate.
"Nice setup you have here," Nabiki said stepping up next to him. "Centering this village in a remote area far from the law, and lining the ruling classes pockets to turn a blind eye."
"With the help of Sir William Black it was a simple matter of getting started. In exchange for giving him a steady supply of fresh woman for his parties," Belloq said with a smudge smile. "But of course with your lord taking over the land, changes things. But, I'm sure we can work out a deal, which is why, I sent that invite to your lord. It's too bad he's away on business but, I'm sure you can convince your lord of seeing things my way."
"You do offer a good one," Nabiki said glancing at the several large boxes full of gold coins. "But Ranma isn't one to turn a blind eye for this kind of thing. Selling and buying stolen items is one thing, but selling and buying people, especially when you just do it so you can feed them to your pets. I have done things in the past but this is just sick."
"Come now, I know about how your Overlord is all for helping the people under his rule. But let's get real here. He's just doing that to gain the people's trust and making sure they're happy serving under him," Belloq said waving towards the crowd around the pit. "It's the same thing, I'm doing here. I'm renowned throughout the lands for the beauty of the girls, I throw to their doom, but the loveliness of the victims are purely to keep the amphitheatre's admission prices exorbitant. How often one gets to watch as a Lust Spider rape a woman without it coming after you next? These creatures live off of the secretions humanoid females make when in a state of sexual arousal. They give off a sort of aphrodisiac scent that paralyzes females if they get to close or get sprayed by it. After the creature is finished with its meal it either tears the victim apart or drains them of all vital fluids and leaves a dead husk behind. It's the same as with your lord. Giving out food to the hungry, giving them clean water, silk clothes, new homes and protected from bandits and wild beasts. All so he can reap the harvest of goods with happy people who will work hard for their kind lord. What a laugh, kind lord. By whip or honey if it gets them to work harder either way works."
Nabiki gave Belloq a cold glare that made the fat man sweat. "You really think that don't you? Didn't you ever thought he did those things because he thinks it's the right thing to do?"
"What are you saying?" Belloq ask as two of his guards fell into the pit.
A blond hair woman had came out of nowhere and shove them into the pit as they were about to do the same to the twins. The two guards clawed at the walls as the iron gate swung open and four massive spiders was glaring down at them through four pairs of eight beady red eyes. Their incisors opened to reveal a long appendage that looked like a grossly deformed version of the male anatomy and on it's back were ten long writhing tentacles. They're barely fed and their only real meal are the women that are given to them. But only after they satisfied their lust on the poor women first, which is a huge crowd pleaser for the vile men who came to watch the show. But every now and then a man would be either thrown into the pit or fall in and they're not picky. The two guards knew this fact and quickly slit their throats before the spiders could reached them.
"Looks like Tari made her move," Nabiki said before casting a fireball spell, sending it flying out the open window and into the air like a firecracker.
All around the amphitheatre the building was rocked by fireballs as the magic users launch their attack. The Kyudokas perched on the high ground picking off targets from the panic crowd below. Fighters, Amazons, and Samurais cut a bloody path killing everyone that got in their way. Runners are station around the edge of the village to make sure that none escape. Onigumos in their werespider forms strike fear as they trap people in their webs and inject them with their poison. The only ones that they let live are the slaves that were easy to spot since they all wore iron collars on their necks. The vile villains fought back and some of them manage to kill some of the attacking women but were quickly cut down as they're more use to helpless victims then people who could fight back. (2)
"What have you done?" Belloq shouted seeing his village being destroyed.
"Making sure this den of thieves and killers is nothing but rubble," Naiki answers. "With Ranma away, I decided to go on my own and take care of you, with Tari's help. We already heard about you after our ships destroyed that corsair fleet. Ranma wanted to find where this hub is located but is too busy elsewhere. So when you sent that letter hoping to make a deal with him, I decided to surprise everyone and take care of the problem myself."
"Guards!" Belloq shouted at the door only to have a pair of Onigumos in their werespider forms entering instead.
"You really thought, I would come here alone did you?" Nabiki said to the fat fool. "There's on thing that Ranma can't stand and that is people like you. Which is why, I'm having this village destroyed and all of the people like you die."
"No please have mercy," Belloq shouted as he was wrap in the Onigumos webbing.
"And why should, I show any to someone like you," Nabiki said. "Throw him in."
The two Onigumos nodded and threw the fat pig into the pit through the window. He fell screaming into the pit just as the spiders were finishing eating the bodies of the two guards. Nabiki and the others turned away as the spiders surrounded Belloq each wanting to rape the living victim first. After eating their fill it would be a long time before they're hungry enough to eat Belloq.
"That handles him," Nabiki said ignoring the muffle screams coming from the pit. It reminds her of those hentai animes.
"What about us?" one of the slave girls ask.
"You're free to go," Nabiki said.
"But where?" the other ask.
"Well, I guess we can always have need for some extra hands at the castle," Nabiki said wondering if she shouldn't just have a village built around the castle, with all the people that they're taking in.
"There's not much for many of us back where we came from," the first slave girl said.
"Some of us were sold into slavery by our families," the second said.
"We discover that," Nabiki said. Abandoning children in the woods to die or fend for themselves because of famine, war, plague or other reasons. Or in this case selling them into slavery for money or if they couldn't feed every mouth. Because farm work takes a lot of man power many families have large number of children to work it. That's why most farms have so many children running around. Which leads to overpopulation as parents continue to have as many children as they can. Then once there isn't that much food around, leads to families abandoning children to the wild or selling them to feed themselves.
Tari along with the twins she saved entered the room. "We have cleared the area and are searching the place for anyone who survive the attack. The plan went smoothly, the Mages using fireballs herded the targets into the kill zone. The slaves have all been rounded up and are being freed from their collars as we speak. We have already started in stripping the village of everything of value," she said.
"Good," Nabiki said as she pointed to the pit behind her. "Have the Mages before we leave burn everything in there."
"Right," the Tari said shamed that William Black had known about this and done nothing just so that he's able to have all the women he wanted.
"The others are really going to be surprise when they learn what, I did today," Nabiki said.
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Author's Notes
1 – With only one bed in most homes in the dark ages families all slept in the same bed, both for warmth and it's the only bed in the house.
2 - As Batman once said 'Most criminals are cowardly and superstitious.'
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