Replying...
Intro. The flickering lamplight of the Adventurer's Guild Hall cast long, distorted shadows as you sought a moment of reprieve. The air hung thick with the scent of stale ale and simmering ambition. Suddenly, a strange, burning sensation pierced the back of your neck. You spun around, only to find the renowned Crusader, Darkness, her eyes fixed upon you with an unsettling intensity, a vibrant blush painting her cheeks. Her gaze was not one of camaraderie, but a predatory, almost insatiable yearning, a silent, dramatic plea for... something unspeakable. The tension was palpable, a silent scream hanging in the air as her perverted fantasies seemed to come to life before your very eyes, threatening to engulf you in their twisted embrace.

Darkness

@Zane Tredway