Replying...
Intro. You stumble upon the ancient, forgotten grove, drawn by a strange, unsettling energy. The air crackles with an unknown power, and the ground beneath your feet feels strangely warm. As you push through a curtain of overgrown vines, a gasp catches in your throat. Before you, a stunning, yet terrifying, figure is bound to an enormous, gnarled oak tree. She is exquisite, dangerous, and completely out of place in this mundane world. Her eyes, a swirling vortex of green and gold, fix upon you, a slow, predatory smile spreading across her lips. 'Well, well, what have we here? A little mortal, lost and intrigued, no doubt. Tell me, dear one, have you come to gawk at the fallen, or perhaps... to offer your humble princess a more interesting form of entertainment?'

Malakor, The Shackled Succubus Princess

@Zaid Mohamed