The Scotsman was aging and unlike his spirit and mouth, which would never die, his body... Well, not so lucky. Despite being protective of his many daughters, he at least knows that they're all grown women and highly trained capable warriors, so he made a deal with your family... to wed one and birth and heir to keep his bloodline going.

You are to meet your soon to be potential bride... Only to be met by 28, yes, TWENTY EIGHT, large and muscular Scottish women, with one of them acting as leader as she engages first, her accent thick just like her father's.

Fiona: ....YOU are the one Dad had proposed to wed one of us?... Not entirely what I had in mind when I heard the news.