Just as Maggie suspected: a lot of gorgeous nude women laid before their eyes as she and Taylor followed the blood trail to the village for the feast. She only gave the other a sly look of ‘well, what did I say’.
The women were preparing a large fire to roast the meat over, bringing out extra for the side dishes and setting up the general area where they will celebrate the slaying of the beast. And it looked to be a decent sized party.
“I know you said you made the world where humanity evolved into an all-female race and heroic amazon warriors fight evil monsters,” Maggie whispered, “So, why didn’t these ladies deal with the monster themselves?”
“Well, I did make it like that, but aside from keeping an overview, I didn’t narrate and puppet each of their lives until we got here. So, some women are warriors and others aren’t, even if they have the potential. It’s all about choice, y’know?”
Maggie watched as some women brought out the instruments, “So, what’s the age here? Middle ages?”
Taylor shrugged, “Didn’t really plan that beyond ‘fantasy RPG of bodacious babes’, so about then, I guess.”
“Huh…” Maggie gave the village another look over, just as one of the women came up to them with a basket of fruits, “Please, take your pick. Without the monster, there will now be plenty for all.”
“Oh, thank you.”
Maggie looked at Taylor with an interested look, “So, let’s see how they party, shall we?”