Neverwinter Forest My poor heart grows a hole

Fine! You have won! Pangur accepted defeat with a dramatic hang of her head, though not for long before shooting back up with vigour. I will take a backpiece. She grinned, skipping around to the other side and looking for the best place to sink her teeth in, pull back the tastiest straps.

She took only what was necessary, wanting to leave plenty for the rest. ..When we take it home, do you have any plan for the pelt?