In the Domain of the Sorceress (Closed for Hells_fury)

(current) Name: Sybil aka "The cold wind," "The dark lord's consort," "The woman who stole the moon."

Age: unknown (appears to be in her 30s)
Height: 5'9
Appearance: Long dark hair that bounces around her ass and seems to have a mind of its own, occasionally shifting from brown, to black, to red. Olive skin with a small mole on her upper right arm. Dark brown eyes and and a slim body with C-cups that stick out from her fit frame. Is currently wearing a blue satin dress with a long slit that reveals her upper thigh.

Sybil sat at the head of the long table in her feasting hall and sighed. The noise echoed through the large empty hall and through most of the large, labyrinthine mansion that she lived in. The sorceress looked at the glass of wine in front of her and smacked it away, sending its contents all over the floor before it smashed against the wall. A small, grotesque creature in a roughly humanoid form, a red cap, rushed in and cleaned the mess up into a small dustpan.

"Sorry Squeegle, I guess my boredom got to me. How have you been doing?" Sybil asked, clearly only half interested in the small creature who stared at her with his pale eyes and wiped his longnose on his red fur cap.

"Fine mistress, the missus and I had our anniversary and we found a couple goblins to have fun with and then they had a little halfling maid that didn't exactly say no when I asked her for a kiss if you know what I mean." Squeegle said with an air of pride.

"I see." Sybil replied, letting her eyes gaze at her plate of fresh cheeses, "Well, thanks for talking to me, you can go back to doing whatever you were up to.

The redcap turned, ready to obey, when a thought crossed his mind, "Mistress, if you are so bored, why not go on a raid? The villagers have been getting a lot bolder lately and they could use a good reminder why they should fear The Cold Wind. I know I am speaking out of turn but I have served you all my life and I worry for you. I could get the army together for you and we could go out and fight till the entire world became a chaotic mess." Squeegle then started to shake, expecting to get slapped for his comment.

"I know Squeegle...but conquest isn't an interest of mine right now. I'd rather just do things on my own for a few years longer...and as for the villagers, I could care less. All of them are a bunch of cowardish prudes whose greatest act of courage was taking down that temple to me which I was already going to tear down. I keep hoping they'll do something interesting like getting some heroes to fight me or maybe at least send someone to knock on my door but they've been failures so far. I'm content knowing that I can crush them and that they still fear me."

The sorceress rose up from the table and sighed as she walked out of the dining hall and walked through the black corridors of her two story mansion, passing empty room after empty room. She went into her trophy room and sat in her favorite arm chair before she called her crystal ball from the mantle to her and hummed over it. As the ball sprung to life and lit up, Sybil looked at her remaining trophies, such as the small captured city in a jar, the staff she carried into battle on more than one occasion, and a small bowl of moonlight that she still had from the week she had stolen the moon to anger the gods.

"Please show me something interesting. Show me a reason that I shouldn't take that redcaps advice and just burn my forest down along with everyone else."

As her eyes peered over the landscape that rushed by, the thick forest that surrounded her house and the town that bordered it, the sorceress opened her eyes slightly in surprise.

"Well hello, what have we here?"

Jayna was working in the fields. It was a hot summer day but of course there was rain, here there was always rain. Her back was bent over as she worked on up rooting the rotten corn, picking and pealing the few pieces that made it out and were slightly edible. Her brown hair hang lously around her shoulders as her tappered dress stuck to her body due to the rain and sweat.

Jayna had piercing blue eyes and a lovely figure. She took after her mother in that aspect. The work in the fields and hauling in fire wood kept her fit and shapely, the lack of nutrition however did not help her to maintain a healthy weight. Her cheeks were sunken in and there were bags under her eyes due to lack of sleep, but being the out cast of the town left her very few options, and left her to defend for herself.

Her father was sickly and her mother had already passed on. Due to her mothers belief in witchery and the Goddess' had caused their family to be shunned by the people of the town. Old family legends had always occurred saying they had a power that very few knew about but the one who did was the very one that no one dared to go near, unless they had a death wish.

"Jayna....Jayna"

Her fathers calls bought her out of her day dream state. Looking around to make sure they were not being attacked she headed to the cottage. They lived on the out skirts of the town closer to The Dark Lord's Consort then most would ever dare to even travel to. But Jayna had few fears in her life, she had watched her mother hung, when that failed stoned, and yet even when that failed she was burned at the stake and then wrapped with chains and weights and thrown into the lake. She had grown to hate anyone who was not family.

Finally making her way back to the cottage she ran inside to check on her father. Grabing a pale of water and a cloth she went over to him dampening the cloth and patting his forhead with it.

"What is it Father?"

She asked him her voice quite and soft, with a silky feel to it.

"Jayna my beautiful daughter I will not be here much longer my sweet and I have decided to arrange a marriage for you...."

His words were interrupted by the sudden coughing which was bought on by his illness, the illness that would no doubt soon take his life. Shaking her head Jayna looked at him.

"Papa that isn't necessary I am fine here with you and will be fine on my own."

She soothed to him gently as she met his gaze with her own.

"It has already been done my daughter your suitor will arrive within a few days my sweet"

Hearing his words Jayna was in shock. Her father never did anything with out speaking to her first. Tears streamed down her face and she excused herself returning to the fields as she stared off into the vast forest, the thought of running crossed her mind, but she could not pull herself to force her body to move.

"Hmm, a damsel in distress, it appears. Not bad looking, a little world worn but quite...intriguing." Sybil said as she looked through her ball at the girl who stood in the field. The sorceress looked at Jyana with some interest. The girl had obviously been through much but still had some fight in her. The sorceress also noted a strange aura on the girl that begged her to investigate.

"Well, I suppose there are worse things to spend my time on," Sybil said with a coy smile, "let's see what our poor little neighbor is worrying about."

The sorceress closed her eyes and sent her soul out into the astral plane. Admidst the empty void, she found a crow not far from the girl who still bore the strange aura, which seemed to be hidden under the normal, silver colored aura of a mortal. When she opened her eyes, she was seeing from the crow's point of view. Having had much experience possessing animals, Sybil lost no time and flew up to a stalk of corn not far from young woman. Releasing a 'caw' the sorceress cleared her throat and spoke through the crow.

"What is the matter child? Surely one bad harvest is no reason to have that type of look in your eyes."

Jayna's eyes widened as she looked up to the crow, the crow which just spoke to her. Swallowing hard she wiped her eyes and stared at the animal before her now. Looking all around waiting to see if anyone appeared from anywhere around her she swallowed hard.

"I am being married off to someone I do not know and someone I am sure I will not love."

She said matter of fatly as she stood there unsure of what exactly she was doing speaking to a crow but figuring after her day this was the least of her worries now. Standing there she stared at the animal, looking into the eyes of the one before her trying to depict what was going on and understand the circumstance.

Sybil sighed.

An arranged marriage? How droll...still, perhaps some fun can be had from this She thought.

"Child, surely it cannot be all bad," the crow said, "Even a loveless marriage is a life better than a life toiling on this farm."

Sybil had the bird flutter over to land on Janya's shoulder, making sure to not grip too tightly with the crow's talons.

"Of course dear child, there may yet be another way. I know a woman with great power who could grant your every wish. She could make these fields flourish again, turn your suitor into a toad, and punish any who wronged you. She could save you from this marriage and give you anything you could want. All you would have to do is ask her."

Jayna listened and had an idea as to who the crow was speaking of. Shaking her head and taking a deep breath she pondered what was offered to her.

"My mother Aura Celestine would forbid such things. One like myself should not tamper whith powers I do not understand and everything has a price."

She said dully. Taking another breath she walked around the field.

"My life may not seem like much, but it is my life. The town despises me due to my mother and now I am expected to wed no doubt to a suitor who would not hesitate to make a fool out of me. If I had a way out I would leave here, but I can not leave my father he is not well enough to take care of himself."

She said as she gazed off into the horizon her eyes fixing on many things not just one thing inparticular as she stood there with the crow on her shoulder.

Sybil bared her teeth while she was in her trance but she didn't let the bird show her anger. Instead it began to laugh as best a crow could.

"You denounce my friend's powers because you do not understand them but it would seem the powers you have been affected by have given you nothing but a bad hand, child. Logic would say that it was better to try something new. Besides, if you go along with this marriage, what will change? Your father will still die, alone and an outcast, your fields will rot, this town will see you as a monster and source of amusement, and your mother will still be dead."

The crow then flew off Janya's shoulder and picked up two kernels in its beak and then flew them to her hand. Before she released control of the crow, Sybil gave the young woman instructions.

"I give you these gifts to use of your own volition...completely free of charge. If you plant one of them, this land will become fertile. If you feed one to your father, he will recover. Throw it at a pursuer and they will harm you no longer, and if it is planted on a grave...well. Of course, this is only a taste of my master's power and will only last a couple of days. Consider it a wedding present. If you want to thank my master after you see how effective her spells are, or ask her for more, just wait out by the edge of the woods when the moon is at its highest point in the sky in the next three nights...she will meet you and give you whatever you want...or you can of course throw them away and go back to crying."

The crow cawed one last time and, as it flew away, Sybil released her control and opened her eyes.

I know you'll come to me child, I know you will.

dirtyqueen said:

"You denounce my friend's powers because you do not understand them but it would seem the powers you have been affected by have given you nothing but a bad hand, child. Logic would say that it was better to try something new. Besides, if you go along with this marriage, what will change? Your father will still die, alone and an outcast, your fields will rot, this town will see you as a monster and source of amusement, and your mother will still be dead."

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Jayna listened patiently for the being before her to finish. Her patience was something she had worked on for so long. Since her father had became ill it would seem her patience was perfect now nodding she looked upon the being.

"I do not denounce the power of your friend. Meerly questioning the reaoning behing the help."

She said honestly. Watching the bird fly away and then return to her she looked curiously upon the being once again.

dirtyqueen said:

"I give you these gifts to use of your own volition...completely free of charge. If you plant one of them, this land will become fertile. If you feed one to your father, he will recover. Throw it at a pursuer and they will harm you no longer, and if it is planted on a grave...well. Of course, this is only a taste of my master's power and will only last a couple of days. Consider it a wedding present. If you want to thank my master after you see how effective her spells are, or ask her for more, just wait out by the edge of the woods when the moon is at its highest point in the sky in the next three nights...she will meet you and give you whatever you want...or you can of course throw them away and go back to crying.

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Jayna listened once more. Nodding in understanding she gripped the seeds in her hands. As she watched the crow return to normal she walked back to her cottage. Going inside she went over to her father getting him to eat the gift that she had been given. She sat with him all night. His fever already going down. Smiling she went outside and planted the other. Leaving her father a note that she would return shortly.

Jayna pulled on her cloack over her drab gown as she headed off to where she was instructed to go. She waited paitently unsure of herself as she stood there. Her curiosity got the best of her most of the time. She wanted to know but to her it felt like she needed to. Before her mother ever had a chance to explain this life to her she had passed away and Jayna desperately wanted to know.

The night was mostly silent she could hear the sounds of a carriage going by her. Watching from the shadows she watched as it went to her cottage a sigh escaped her as she hid in the darkness of the night. Her suitor was already there and she hated the idea of him being near her father or near her. She could see the emblems on the carriage and knew that it was from one of the royal families of the city. The thought alone made her sick to her stomach as she stood there.

Sybil smiled as she saw Jayna waiting by the edge of the woods. The sorceress had grown impatient waiting in her mansion and had summoned up four golems to carry her to meeting place in a carriage they held up with two large steel poles. The sorceress had then dismissed her attendants and waited in the shadows of the trees. Sybil let her eyes wander over the girl's frame and a small smile formed.

She is an beautiful one indeed. she thought as she smoothed her dress and called out to Jayna.

"I see you have come child. I know you have already used my gifts, have you come to simply thank me or have you come to ask me for more?" Sybil called out as the carriage rolled into view, "Is that your husband to be?"

Sybil stayed hidden, wanting to see what the girl wanted before she revealed herself.

Jayna listened and took a deep breath before saying anything. Thinking over her words carefully.

"I have come to thank you, to ask for your help...I can not marry him."

She said her words broken by a commotion back at the cottage. Hearing laughter and people talking in a friendly tone eased her tensions.

"I would like to ask you for more but feel wrong with having nothing to give in return. You have been so kind to me and my family already. I know we live on your land but that is why we picked it."

She said her words sounding a bit rushed as she spoke almost blabbering. It was obvious that she was nervous standing there talking into the darkness.

Sybil slunk out from behind the tree and walked boldly to the young woman. When she was a few feet away from her, she reached out and stroked Janya's left arm.

"No need to be frightened child. I am not that horrific of a person am I?" She asked with a playful smile, "As for my land, I never intended to frighten people are away, I only wish I had known how poor the land was...or that such a beautiful girl was growing up so near me."

Sybil then looked into Janya's eyes and started to discuss business.

"But polite flirtation isn't why you came here, is it...I'm sorry, I don't know your name child. What exactly do you want me to do? Don't worry about price, I'll let you know what I require once you tell me what you want."

Jayna stood their silently. She was never one for protest or conflict so she accepted the kindness shown to her. Looking at the woman she nodded and worded what she was about to say very carefully.

"I want my father to be healthy and taken care of and happy. I would like to escape here though or at least the life he has now promised me to. I know my mother can not come back fully to him so I will not ask for such things. I know this seems like a lot to ask but you asked what I wanted and that is what I want."

She said to her slowly as she stood there looking upon the woman. Her breaths were deep and steady but anyone could see how nervous she was standing there before the most powerful person of the land. Swallowing and taking a few deep breaths she tried to calm herself as her body quaked softly with fear.

"Easy requests, all of them." Sybil said, "I can easily make your father well and have several wood nymphs attend to him and the field. I can even use my connections to provide him with a buyer who will not mind that the crops were raised with magic. As for helping you escape, that will be even easier."

Sybil walked the last remaining step up to the young girl and put her hands on Jayna's sides. The wind stopped as the sorceress finally said what she had waited to say all day:

"That is in fact my price. I want you child, I want you to live in my mansion and be mine completely. I will see to your every need but I will demand your obedience. Do this, and your father shall live in comfort for the rest of his days and you will not have to go with that pig tonight. Now child, what do you think?"

Jayna thought heavily about this as she stood there. Before answering if she would take the offer she decided on one more matter.

"My father will need people around him to keep him company for him to care about, and I would like to be able to visit him. I think if he lost me all together after my mother he would loose his will to go on."

She said softly. Her voice not as stern as she would have liked for it to have been at that time.

Sybil let her arms go around Janya's back and pull the young woman to her.

"The nymphs will be very good company for him...but if you want the right to see him while you are mine, I will demand an additional price. You will introduce me as your wife wherever you go and you will submit to me even in public. Now, I will accept no other changes to our arrangement. If you agree, then kneel, give me your name, and kiss my feet. The next time you rise will be as my possession. Otherwise, head home and leave with your husband. Since you had the courage to face me, I will keep your father alive and comfortable for a month, which is much longer than he would have lived, so he can see you wed. Now decide."

Jayna stood there struck with truth. She had a choice to make and she knew it was already made but she could not believe what she was about to do. Slowly she knelt before her and looked up to with everything she had.

"My name is Jayna My'lady."

She said to her before bending down and pressing her lips to the womans feet. Being someones possession was nothing new to her. She knew there was a price for everything but it was worth it. Her father met everything to her and all she wanted was for him to be happy. Still kneeling she looked up to her once more and just for good measure bent back down and placed two more kisses to her feet. Then she slowly stood up and looked upon her.

"Ok I am yours to do with as you please or as you see fit."

She said softly her voice shaking. Her mind raced trying to understand what was happening to her, but really she had no idea. She realized she liked being told what to do by her though it stirred something deep inside of her, something she truly did not understand due to the fact she had never felt anything like it before.

Sybil smiled as her naked feet were kissed. She raised her arms and began to chant a spell. When she lowered her hands, the trees around her began to shake, their bark splitting off as four figures emerged from their trunks. Each was a beautiful woman who stood naked in the moonlight before they pulled moss from the ground to form simple gowns. The women knelt behind Sybil, paying homage to her.

"Mistress, what is your wish?" One of the nymphs asked.

"This girl's father is in need of companionship and assistance on his small plot of land. You and your sisters will see to his every need and desire." Sybil said without turning around. She then chanted one more time and a thin black choker which bore a silver flower appeared in her hand, she placed it around Jayna's neck and then pulled her up.

"Stand Jayna. My name is Sybil, the cold wind. Your courage will be rewarded; I will humiliate you, hurt and use you but I shall be the only one to ever take pleasure from your unease. The rest of the world will be made to respect you as they do me but your cries and moans belong to me. Now, kiss me and begin your servitude."

Jayna froze as she heard her words. Her eyes widening as she looked at her. She was frozen in place. She knew she needed to do what she was told but her body was refusing to move as her brain begged it to. Standing there she swallowed hard and forced herself to follow through. Leaning in she kissed the woman Sybil lightly and quickly pulled away. Looking at her she could not speek her body was tense and her eyes showed her fear. But Jayna being who she was she held her head high as she waited.

Sybil looked at the young woman with annoyance.

"Is that how you kiss your mistress?! I, who have given you far more than anyone else, I who you promised your life to?" Sybil said as she pulled Jayna's face to hers, "THIS is how you kiss me!"

Sybil closed her eyes and leaned in, turning her head to the side as their lips met. She let her hand slip to the small of Jayna's back and pulled her in close. As she held the kiss, she slowly snaked her tongue out and teased the girl's upper lip. She then pulled away.

"Open your mouth Jayna. Your mistress wishes to know your taste." Sybil said before she returned to teh kiss and let her tongue reach out and wrap around Jayna's tongue.

Jayna followed the Misstress' instructions. She was so lost in the feel of it all and surprised to find that she actually was enjoying kissing this woman. Her hands instinctively touched her sides, the touch gentle and barely there unsure if she had wanted her to touch her or not. Jayna continued to kiss her though her breaths coming quicker as her body slowly warmed.

Sybil withdrew her lips and smiled.

"Much better, pet. I see that your body at least has some interest in your mistress's body. Now, let me do something about those bags under your eyes, you are a beautiful girl and you are no longer a field worker."

Sybil brushed Jayna's face with her hand and smiled as her face smoothed out, "Yes, that's better girl. Now, take me to your father; it's time to send your suitor away and for your father to learn of our engagement. Remember, you are now my wife-to-be in addition to being my servant and you will address me as such."

She turned to the nymphs and clapped her hands, "come girls, it's time you meet your new master."

Jayna looked towards her old cottage and then back to her soon to be wife. Swallowing hard she took a deep breath.

"How exactly do you want me to introduce you ma'am?"

She asked politely before beginning to walk to her old home. She knew her soon to be wife but she didn't know if master or mistress was suppose to fit into there some how.

Sybil sighed, anxious to get going.

"When you are with me, you shall call me mistress or mistress Sybil. When you are with your father or someone else, just say that I am Sybil and then tag on whatever nickname you mortals have given me. Now, unless you want me to make you crawl naked in front of your father and suitor, I suggest you get a move on."

Jayna nodded as she began to lead the way to her cottage. Making sure to stay at Sybil's side. She walked at a comfortable but quick pace as they headed there. It was not very far but she was sure that the men standing guard outside would soon see them and become very curious as to what was going on. Headed up the path to the door Jayna walked inside holding the door open for Sybil. Once she was in she closed the door behind them.

Her father looked at them closely and Jayna smiled lovingly to him. "Father this is Sybil 'The Cold Wind'. She is my fience I know I should have told you much sooner than this but I could never find the time."

She said to him, her tone happy and plesant. Both men just stared at them. Jayna did not enjoy being the center of attention, she never had. She knew if she did not say it the way she had to her father he would never believe she was doing this because she wanted to. Standing there she waited as they both gawked at the two of them.

Sybil slid her arm around Jayna's waist. She smiled at the two men and laid a kiss on her new slave's cheek.

"A pleasure to meet you sir, I realize this may be a shock but I assure you that your daughter will be well taken care of. I of course have brought a dowry, including your improved health, good crops, and these fine ladies," Sybil said as she turned back to the four nymphs who knelt in front of Jayna's father and smiled lustfully at him, "please use them as you see fit."

The sorceress then turned to Jayna's suitor and blew a kiss at him.

"Sorry child. It must be a shame to not be leaving with this lovely girl but that's just how the die fall, isn't it?"