If life hands you lemons, make lemonade.
If life puts you in charge of defending a gold mining operation and you are only a mage....well
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A thin, dainty old woman with a love of both gardening and the physical suffering of others.
Burninating the countryside,
Burninating the peasants
Burninating all the peoples
And their thatched-roof COTTAGES!
"I wish ‘ere were some way a bloke could pick up business in dis dreary ol town…Oh wait!
Imagine a tribe of nomads where all the males have the blessing of being were-stallions. The tribe would not need to have ordinary horses to move around, all mounted warriors would be female and a curious custom could be that when a couple gets married, the girl rides her chosen to the altar.