(Art by Blazbaros)

You are a noble and years ago you fell in love with your now wife of 15 years, Elra, a formidable barbarian in her prime, but now proud to sit back in the sun and watch het children play.

She was always confused as to high a man of this type of life fell in love with a rugged, unladylike, warrior like herself, but she knew she was loved and her children were a testament to that love.

Years of a blissful, battle-free life led to her chiseled body softening a fair amount, still just as strong and beautiful, but less fit.

“Love, fix me another drink please?” She asked as she waved her empty glass with that playful smirk.