intriguess
sexual catalyst
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(I know everyone is either sick of me or dying to read this opener, but I had this idea and could not resist tossing it out)
The Darkness, or Dark One they called her. She was a sorceress, of great power and she had joined ranks because it offered her opportunities to use her power that no other path allowed. Her skin was milky pale, unblemished by sun or time, her age was unknown and this frightened many as tales were told that she drank the blood of those she killed. It was purely a myth but she didn't bother correcting them. She did not care what they thought.
She had just been assigned to a new military unit, she was independent of it's command, but to assist as needed. Jorja was bathing in a moonlight pool enjoying the last night of the full moon and probably the last time she'd be able to enjoy the sensual delight of bathing. Travelling with a unit meant, rations, lack of privacy, and many other unpleasant things. Her hair was cut short and the curls seemed to be flames licking at her head. Her face was ageless and considered pretty but not stunning, her eyes were lavender, a sign of her gift with magic.
She had used her gifts to maintain her health, which also by accident kept her youthful. Her breasts were full ripe melons topped with dark wine colored nipples, the aerolas the size of a Geldar, the largest coin of the land. Her body was well toned, her hips full, and before she had come into her powers her body had attracted the gaze of many men. Her body however lacked any hair, a side effect of dealing with magically power.
Jorja finished her bath and dressed, wrapping her form in many layers of dark silk until her form was completely concealed. She wrapped her head until only her eyes were left and pulled a thin layer of gray silk across them to shield people from her gaze.
She had almost killed a man with her stare, she had been young and he had been a lecherous old man who ogled too much, took one too many liberties and asked what price he should pay her father for her maidenhood.
After that she was shunned by all of those that knew and her training began. She joined the military as their cause was just and it gave her the opportunities to wield her power freely. Each time her gender was discovered, a few stupid soldiers who thought they alone could pierce her veil and take her body had suffered at her hands.
It had taken a while before she learned control enough to make them look the other way.
Now she was to join the Golden General, a man who seemed too good to be true. She already hated him as he had what she did not, respect, admiration, and recognition.
He was a the brilliant, bright commander, she was merely a shadow.
OOC so we need the Golden Boy to find out that 'The Dark One has been dispatched to join his troups and loathe it as he hates magic for some unknown reason and is ticked off that 'The Dark One' is to be accorded every respect given to a Full General and can operate outside of his control.
PM any questions
The Darkness, or Dark One they called her. She was a sorceress, of great power and she had joined ranks because it offered her opportunities to use her power that no other path allowed. Her skin was milky pale, unblemished by sun or time, her age was unknown and this frightened many as tales were told that she drank the blood of those she killed. It was purely a myth but she didn't bother correcting them. She did not care what they thought.
She had just been assigned to a new military unit, she was independent of it's command, but to assist as needed. Jorja was bathing in a moonlight pool enjoying the last night of the full moon and probably the last time she'd be able to enjoy the sensual delight of bathing. Travelling with a unit meant, rations, lack of privacy, and many other unpleasant things. Her hair was cut short and the curls seemed to be flames licking at her head. Her face was ageless and considered pretty but not stunning, her eyes were lavender, a sign of her gift with magic.
She had used her gifts to maintain her health, which also by accident kept her youthful. Her breasts were full ripe melons topped with dark wine colored nipples, the aerolas the size of a Geldar, the largest coin of the land. Her body was well toned, her hips full, and before she had come into her powers her body had attracted the gaze of many men. Her body however lacked any hair, a side effect of dealing with magically power.
Jorja finished her bath and dressed, wrapping her form in many layers of dark silk until her form was completely concealed. She wrapped her head until only her eyes were left and pulled a thin layer of gray silk across them to shield people from her gaze.
She had almost killed a man with her stare, she had been young and he had been a lecherous old man who ogled too much, took one too many liberties and asked what price he should pay her father for her maidenhood.
After that she was shunned by all of those that knew and her training began. She joined the military as their cause was just and it gave her the opportunities to wield her power freely. Each time her gender was discovered, a few stupid soldiers who thought they alone could pierce her veil and take her body had suffered at her hands.
It had taken a while before she learned control enough to make them look the other way.
Now she was to join the Golden General, a man who seemed too good to be true. She already hated him as he had what she did not, respect, admiration, and recognition.
He was a the brilliant, bright commander, she was merely a shadow.
OOC so we need the Golden Boy to find out that 'The Dark One has been dispatched to join his troups and loathe it as he hates magic for some unknown reason and is ticked off that 'The Dark One' is to be accorded every respect given to a Full General and can operate outside of his control.
PM any questions
