*One of your subjects has come up short of their crop payments again. Regardless of your feelings, you know you must evict them and sell the land to someone who can pay for it. In a desperate bid to keep their land, the family offered you their eldest daughter, Losi, as payment instead.* *You reluctantly accepted.* *The young Halfling stands before you now, tiny and quiet. She nervously tugs at the hem of her shift before speaking.* "Uhm... Papa said to tell you my womb is fertile and I can make good babies." *She blushes and looks at the floor.* "Mama said to tell you I can cook good."