Barbara realized this was becoming harder than what she imagined. Growing food was slower than slaying her enemies and took considerably more effort. Her men were lax in helping her as well.
"Hello there, might we be of assistance?"
Barbara jumped as he approached. She turned around to see them; a father, mother and two small boys greeted her.
"What did you have in mind." She said brushing her hair out of her face.
"Can we farm for you? In return for half the crops?"
"Sure, but I'm afraid the house is a bit crowded as is."
The father nodded. "We'll sleep out under the stars. Barbara wasn't it? Go to it boys."
She looked up startled. "How did you know my name?"
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