1 Live fast, try not to die young (1)*

In a small cave sat a beautiful elven woman. She just sat there and looked out of her cave into the night sky. The moonlight made her silver hair even more beautiful. Her eyes had the same beautiful color as her hair. Her hair were long till her bottom and straight like silk. Slim waste, bountiful breast and a big bottom, with nice long legs. The long pointy ears were beautifully curved. Reaching almost 1,80 meters. She was the perfect woman. Suddenly the scream of a baby was heard.

The elven woman stood up and walked to a bed. The cave she was staying in wasn't big, but she had everything she needed. A small table for four people, some chairs, a bed, a shelf and a place to cook.

When she arrived at the bed, she looked lovely at the small creature that was lying and crying on the bed.

, "Why are you crying Roschar my small baby, are you hungry? " she asked teasingly with a playful smile while taking off her upper garment.

Roschar was small and just a week old. He had light caramel brown skin with a little bit of a smaragd green shine, dark brown hair with a little bit of silver in it, his eyes were silverly-red mixed and he had slightly pointed ears. You could see that the elven woman was the mother, but the father was truly not an elf, probably not even of the common humanoid races. Because Roschar had sharp canines and his eyes had cat like pupils and when he closed his eyes you could see a Membran closing first and than his eyelids. Even with that small beastlike addition, he seems more like an elf with darker brown skin, if you look closely the smaragd green shine.

The elven woman took Roschar lovingly into her embrace and let him drink till he was full. He started to smile at the elven woman and she kissed him on the cheek. The elven woman rocked Roschar slowly to sleep, as she started to hear footsteps coming closer to the cave. She only looked at her baby and didn't react to the being that reached the cave.

"LUNARA, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?" screamed a blackish green skinned being.

He had a long ugly nose, but the rest of the face was more human like. Black long hair and sharp long nails on his feet and hands. He wore pelts and looked like a caveman.

"Randan shut up! Roschar is trying to sleep. " Lunara shouted back.

The face of Randan got angrier as he came closer to Lunara.

"Sow. Do not make me angry. First you give me a child that looks nothing like a goblin and now you talk back. I know you don't care about yourself, but how about our son. I will cut his legs and arms off, maybe kill him right away.", he growled back at her.

Lunara instantly paled and apologized, while going down and shielding her child. She knew what that hobgoblin-mix is capable to do, even to his own children.

" Listen sow. He is growing so slowly, doesn't resemble a goblin and isn't even aggressive. Look at him smiling like an idiot. The only reason you two are still alive is that he has my Nightwalker bloodline that strengthens his physical power and your BLOODLINE which strengthens his magic power. He will became a fantastic warrior. " Randan shouted with anticipation in his voice.

Randan getting excited thinking about his son's potential, grabbed Lunara and dragged her onto the bed.

" Now sow let's make more warriors. ", Randan growled at her, with a smile. He threw her on the bed, while ripping her clothes of. He spread her legs and put it in, with as much force as he could muster. Lunara screamed and tears started to fall down her pain filled face. She was dry and every pound of Randan was a painful one. She would slowly get wet, but by the time she was perfectly wet, no pleasure was felt. The damage was done even blood was flowing down her legs. He knew that it would feel horrible for her, but it didn't matter, only his own pleasure counts. Randan came over 10 times and the sun was starting to rise, when he stopped and left without saying anything.

"Bastard. Wait till little Roschar is grown up. He will kill you and don't think I will bear another child for you. I put all my energy and magical power into Roschar." she thought, after the torture was finally over, with a smile.

Elves are creature that reproduce very slowly, that is because woman nurture their children with magical power from the day they conceive, while afterwards their body needs to recover, which can take as long as 10 years till they could become pregnant again. Capurted elven females give birth to many children, because they do not nurture there children, which makes them ordinary, but because of that they can have children as much as other humanoid races.

Lunara's last hope was Roschar and when she looked at him, her smile bloomed again and she feel asleep with him in her hands.