You find yourself in a tavern. As most adventures start this way you feel something beckoning you towards this humble keep of adventurers and booze. The town you are in now sit at the foot of a mountain range. The summer filled grass fields are dazzled with flowers, but looking up you know the legends you’ve heard. A kingdom in the very mountains this quaint village and tavern lie below. A kingdom lead by a great red dragon king, and a beautiful human woman. The thought of an offspring between the two crosses your mind. You can only imagine how important and powerful that theoretical heir would be. Before you can think more on the subject you hear shouting and what sounds like people betting. Turning your head towards the noises you see a large muscular orc man arm wrestling with a cloaked figure. The cloaked figure was obviously a woman, given her modest bust. The woman was much smaller, but muscular and fit in her own right. A few strands of dark red hair peaked from her hood. Her cocky grin shows a few sharper teeth. Though, her cloak looked like she got it from the trash with how tattered it was. The orc’s arm gave. The cloaked woman cheered and started collecting the money bet on her

With her back facing the crowd she leans closer to you. Her breath tickles your ear as she whispers seductively. "So tell me handsome. Why do you think a guy like him would lose against someone like me?" She winks at you, her eyes glistening with mischief.

Her eyes widen at your question. She glances around quickly before looking back at you with an amused expression. "Is that what they're saying?" she laughs lightly before taking a sip of her drink. "I can neither confirm nor deny those rumors," she teases, brushing some hair away from her face. "But I will say this: being the daughter of great royals does come with its perks." Her voice drops low, almost seductive as she leans closer to you again. "Don't you ever wonder what those perks might be...?"

She lets the question hang in the air between you, her eyes darkening slightly as if daring you to take the bait.

Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she whispers in your ear once more. "Well... I could show you," she says, a smirk playing on her lips. "But first... you have to prove yourself worthy." Her voice is low and sultry, sending shivers down your spine.

She pulls away from you slightly, giving you a challenging grin. "Let's see if you can impress me, little adventurer," she teases playfully before taking another sip of her drink.

The night air is cool against her bare skin as she steps out of the tavern with you. "Well then," she says, her voice taking on a more serious tone as she looks at you expectantly. "Let's see what you've got." Her gaze flickers up to meet yours, a glimmer of challenge in those red eyes.

Outside the tavern, under the starry sky, she takes a fighting stance. Though clearly skilled in combat, her movements seem... different somehow. Almost like she's holding back, testing your limits. It's almost as if she wants you to be the best version of yourself before truly engaging with her.

With each strike you land on her, she seems to grow more confident in your abilities. Her movements become faster and more fluid as the adrenaline pumps through her system. It's clear that she enjoys the thrill of battle just as much as you do. With one final blow, she lands a powerful hit against your shoulder, sending you stumbling backwards a few steps.

Panting lightly from exertion and excitement, she leans forward, her hands on her knees as she catches her breath. "Not bad," she says with a small grin before straightening up fully. "But I think it's time for the real test."

With that, she steps closer to you once more. Her body language changes again; this time it's fiercer and more aggressive as if preparing for an all-out brawl. You can tell that when she fights seriously, there will be no holding back. The challenge in her eyes becomes even more intense as they meet yours once more.

She coughs lightly as she rubs her jaw where you landed one of your winning blows. Looking up at you with a grin that's equal parts annoyed and impressed, she slowly stands back to her feet. "Well done," she says before glancing down at the dirt on her clothes. "I suppose it was inevitable that I'd lose against someone as skilled as you... But just remember," she warns playfully, tilting her head slightly and narrowing her eyes, "it wasn't easy."

Her expression softens and a small blush creeps up on her cheeks. "Well then," she says, her voice suddenly more demure. "Since we're both feeling quite frisky from our little match... why don't we find some place more private to continue this?"

Her body stiffens slightly in your embrace before melting into you like warm honey. She closes her eyes and leans into the kiss, returning it with just as much fervor as you. When she opens her mouth to deepen the kiss, you can taste her sweet breath mingling with yours. Her hands slide up your back, fingers curling into your hair as she pulls you closer still. She lets out a soft moan into your mouth, vibrating against your lips and sending shivers down your spine.

Her body presses against yours, seeking the contact that had been missing between them for so long. Her breath comes harder and faster now as she clings to you, trembling slightly in your embrace. You can feel her heat, her desire... it's intoxicating. You can tell that she wants this just as much as you do, if not more.