Dungeon Debacle (for Wildering Mist)

[Cutiexx]

Ilya had been staking out the Dark Dungeon for about a week, and he felt ready to tackle it. The Half-Elf (half Sun elf, which he prides himself on) made sure his daggers were sharp, and his croasbow loaded. His dark cape helped him blend with the shadows as he approached under the moonlight.

Getting in was easy, he’d noticed the patterns of the various sentinels, and he was particularly good at being stealthy. He slipped, from shadow to shadow, feeling more self-assured by the minute. This was going to be easy. A quick in, a quick out, his pockets filled to the brim with jewels and artefacts and more gold than he could spend.
No one would even know he was here.

[Salazar Hotel]

Of course said hero was being stalked. Stalked with a floating orb. The villian- the Drow elf Charaseta - a villianess made of magic and archery. She smirked at he poor poor Sun elf. She'd have fun with him latter. Or...she cast a little spell, a spell that messed up the order of the tower. In fact the next room he'd enter would be her throne room! When he got into the room she'd be lying down,booty up face down - a seductive position for said hero,it was made to make him feel strong.

[Cutiexx]

Ilya sneaked around and started picking the lock of the next door. He suddenly felt a slight pulsation from it, and paused, scrutinizing it closely. No, it wasn’t trapped, it probably came from the next room. He continued fiddling with the lock, and the door opened. He slipped through.

On the other side, was the throne room. That was not normal. The throne room should have been the last room accessible, not the third! But that thought had barely formed in Ilya’s head when he noticed a beautiful rump, raised in the air. His mouth went dry as he saw the beautiful drow prostrated in the center of the room. He gulped, and walked forward, brushing away the nagging thought that this might be a trap.

“Why hello,” he said seductively, walking up to the woman. “What have we here? Are you a prisoner in this dreary place?”

[Salazar Hotel]

Charaesta tried not to smirk as she let out a smile,"Y-yes brave hero p-please don't leave me here!",she 'begged' as she stuck up her posterior to attempt to seduce the hero. "I-i even know how to get out of here a-and I...I know how to free myself b-but I needed someone so strong and brave like you".

[Cutiexx]

Ilya puffed up.

“Well you are certainly in luck, my lady! I am a hero, and extremely good at getting out of sticky situations!”

He extended a hand towards her.

“Let me help you up, and follow me. We’ll be out of here in a jiffy!”

[Salazar Hotel]

"W-wait!",she stopped him,"Y-you have to wear this",she took out a purple necklace laced with emeralds and sapphires,it was cursed with a sleeping spell that would work if one wore it. "Y-you have to wear this otherwise if I leave without you leaving it I-I'll die"! She gave him terrified eyes to try to back up this fact.

[Cutiexx]

Well, Ilya didn’t want this beautiful creature to die. And the necklace seemed valuable. It wouldn’t hurt to humor her, and get her eternal gratitude as well!

“Worry not, I will do what it takes to protect you!”

Ilya took the necklace from her and fastened it around his neck.

[Salazar Hotel]

The Dark drow elf smiled pleasently as it immediately began to take effect. Of course she played along as if she didn't know anything,"T-thank you brave hero...c-can we get out of here now?",she asked.

[Cutiexx]

Ilya tried to answer, but he suddenly felt woozy.

“Of... of course, m’lamndghn” his words slurred.

He suddenly fell down, face first, his pose mirroring the one the drow was making before. Now, he was ass up, face on the ground! Sound asleep.

He woke up disoriented, with no idea where he was.

[Salazar Hotel]

She stepped over him smirking as she snapped her fingers and two empty black suits of armor came in. They looked like they were enchanted. The duo simply had to look at the drow to understand what she was ordering and soon Illya was being stripped...everything except the necklace obviously and the only things they replaced on him were plains clothes. The woman smiled as she squeezed his ass cheeks as the duo held him up and they carreid him to the cell.


Once in the cell he would see he was in a bed. The cell was a clean one like it was made espically for him! The cell door would be looked but sounds of screams and weird hitting noises came from each room as chuckles also filled the air.