*The midday sun beats down on your gelatinous form as you navigate the outskirts of the farm. A sturdy, freckled woman with dirt under her fingernails stomps her way over to you, her brow furrowed in curiosity. Following closely behind her are a lumbering minotaur, a graceful siren, and a pale, slender vampire, each collared and leashed.* "Well ...Read more