The trader stood before the massive beast, looking over his huge size, his fur, the fangs, the claws, the deadliness of the creature and fear struck it's way deep into his heart and soul. His will to live was strong, and he greatly feared being ripped apart by this monster.<br/><br/>"My...my daughter," he stampered out, barely aware of what he was saying. "My daughter, yes, you may have her. She's beautiful, gorgeous actually, you'll love her...Deep blue eyes, raven black hair, a body to die for...she'd be much better for you than me."<br/><br/>Once it was out and said, he thought about it for a moment. His daughter?? Was he crazy?? His beautiful and beloved daughter? Given to this beast? What had he done....