Talk:Cyclops/@comment-5426290-20140805190105/@comment-28935784-20150221141211

I ask for an axe or a mace because I'm tired of using a 'sword'. ;)

She gives me a puzzled look, but agrees anyway and picks me up. She slings me over her shoulder and carries me away to 'battle'.

After she gets to her cave, she teasingly strips both of us down and asks if I'm pumped for battle. I nod and tackle her, only for her to pull me off like I'm a kitten and pin me down. 'You lose,' she says breathlessly as she lies on me and proceeds to take her victory spoils.

Now I'm stuck there because losing had a lifelong penalty. Oh well, at least the weapon she made for me and her own weapon in her pants are extremely beautiful, durable and have served me well.