“…Any chance you guys are here to play the next hand...?" my smile wavers, the thugs moving to surround the poker table.

Shit... she sent the heavy hitters this time...

If the grisly scars marring the Half-Orc and Tiefling weren't enough of a giveaway, their armor is visibly battle worn with dents and scrapes from heavy use. Not good signs in the slightest..

"I-I assume you're here on behalf of the Syndicate Queen..? I, well I, I was just about to pay her a visit actually, to pay her with interest..." The desperate, stammering falls on deaf ears, as strong arms grip me beneath the shoulders and haul me away from the table, the tavern in total silence as I'm dragged into the cold night air.

The half-orc looks to be missing one ear and half of her other ear, which likely didn't help the matter...

Hooded, hands trussed up roughly beneath me as I'm tossed bodily into the wagon, it isn't long before I find myself shoved to my knees and the hood ripped off. I squint up in the bright light, the walls of the small office are smooth black granite, almost every square inch covered in fine golden embroidered tapestries and precious paintings. And there, behind her desk, the Queen sits. Her elven features are a pure snowy white, not a blemish marring her perfect skin, just the slightest lowering of her gaze to meet mine bespoke a grace no human could match. Yet none of that caught my attention. It was the cold, inhumane stare that enraptured me. The protests, the half dozen pleas, all died in my throat at that glance. It was clear in that instant, that nothing could sway her, no emotion strong enough to shatter the ice in her gaze. She smiled, and I cowered back, a shiver of pure, primal terror running up my spine.

It's NEVER a good thing when a woman like her smiles..

Hey there! So I was trying to put together a smut heavy prompt (As everyone knows that's what you all are here for you dirty dogs..), and it kind of got away from me, and I ended up with this... However, for those that would enjoy a D&D styled theme, I think this could serve as a great, and very flexible starting point! Or we can always say fuck it and do something completely different, who is going to stop us??

And for anyone looking to know a little about the man behind the screen, I'm your typical 27 year old, standing at 5'4 (So you know I'm not lying), pretty good looking Not a biased opinion of course, and I'd preferably like to find a long-term partner to play with! So if any of that sounds enthralling, throw an orange envelope my way and we can get the fun times rolling!

I am 18 and all characters are 18