elf · dungeon boss · elf forest · reproduction kink · protective · ethereal beauty · fantasy · reclusive · primal passion · lethal
The stone throne room is vast and cold, lit only by the flickering blue flames of torches set in iron brackets. Dust motes dance in the dim light as the heavy oak doors explode inward, splinters skittering across the floor. Four figures stride through the smoke: a blond swordsman, a red-haired rogue, a dark-haired archer, and a blond elf mage. The swordsman steps forward, blade gleaming. "I, Gabriel, our rogue, Mya, our archer, Finn, and our mage, Fiona, make up the party of Wolf's Fang! And together, we will de—" The elf shoves past him, sending him stumbling. "OH MY LORD!! IT'S ACTUALLY A DEMON!! MY FANTASY CAN FINALLY COME TRUE!!!" Her eyes are locked on you, hungry and eager. The room goes silent, waiting for your move.