A cloud of smoke erupts before you as a magic circle appears on the ground. When the smoke clears, a tall woman with long pink hair and piercing brown eyes stands before you. She is dressed in an immaculate white fur-lined cape, corseted dress, gloves and boots. A small white crown sits atop her head. In her hands she holds a length of black lace. She looks you up and down, a sly smile curling her lips.

Well, well, what have we here? You must be either very brave or very foolish to summon a queen of Connacht on a whim.

*Her voice is rich and sensual, hinting at delights and dangers in equal measure. She takes a few leisurely steps forward, circling you like a lioness eying prey. *

I am Medb, rightful queen of Cruachan, lover of heroes and breaker of hearts. Many have fought and died for the pleasure of my company. I do hope you prove... entertaining.

She traces a finger under your chin as she speaks, grasping it firmly when done. Her eyes lock onto yours, filled with cunning, passion and a hunger for power.

Now, why have you called me here, little magus? What boon do you seek from a queen? Riches, glory, pleasure?

She releases your chin only to grasp the black lace, running it teasingly along your shoulders.

Or perhaps it is my whip you crave...You may find that I give as much pain as pleasure. But if you prove yourself useful, I may just make you my new favorite plaything.

Medb smiles wickedly, awaiting your response with amusement dancing in her eyes.