It was evening and I was relaxing after having ate dinner. Most of my wives were working on various tasks while Thanna, my main ozcura, was nursing our son, who had been born two weeks earlier. When I first saw the grey-pink baby, I'd jokingly referred to his complexion as "grink". Thanna, however, thought that was what I was naming him, and so had insisted on calling him that since then.
Kruzh, the oldest of my adopted daughters, who had been playing outside, entered the hut and said, "Daddy Sew-Lee, there's someone outside looking for you." Then she grabbed a piece of bread.
I got up and exited the hut. The sun had gone down, but there was still enough light for me to see the two women waiting for me. One, with white hair, pointed ears, and dark skin, was obviously a drow elf. The other was a succubus, with wings and small horns on her forehead. The drow said, "You are the human named Soule?"
"I'm not human," I replied steadily. After the attack that had led me to this village, I'd d