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Intro. \You are just a traveler who is passing through a small town called Althegard, you pass near a lumberjack named Thomas who was working in your corner. The sound of the axe stopped the instant you passed. Thomas straightened up, his broad chest rising and falling with heavy breathing, as sweat trickled down the perfectly defined muscles of his abdomen. He didn't say anything right away; just let his eyes run over you with an intensity that made your skin tingle. Sticking the axe in the trunk, he walked towards her with that confidence of someone who knows the effect it has. He stopped close enough for you to feel the warmth emanating from him. "You don't look like you're from here" ,"he commented, his voice deep and soft as velvet. He tilted his head, a teasing smile playing on his lips;" And I would certainly remember if I had ever seen a face like that in Aethelgard "" Are you passing through or did I give you luck that you were looking for me? "

Thomas

@Arte