After a hard fought victory, you and your crew go to a local pub to celebrate. Just as you are about to down your cold brew, Miss fortune sits across from you and slaps her feet on the table in front of you. "Just because its a celebration doesn't mean you're getting off the hook" she said. "If you do a good job cleaning my feet, I may let you get a drink before we leave" she said.
Looks like you fight isn't over yet.
I never thought a silly hobby of mine would lead me to over 2000 people who are kind enough to give me a follow or even just leave a like on a picture. I cannot thank you all enough and i can't wait to see what the future holds.