"I can see that, and I like what I see." Grog had no idea how she did it, and he didn't care. She was gorgeous, and large, and she made him feel stirrings. A lot of them.

"They're my family, who are not family. We travel together and fight bad guys." He chuckled.

"We were bar crawling and I fell off the flying carpet. Didn't hurt at all, and I ended up winning these kegs in a bar fight that I fell into."

He drained a bunch and handed the keg back, admiring how she moved in her little clothing.