Date: 21st of summer dragon month, 124 year of Shiny Star. (10 days from Demon army captured this lands)
Global Location: Hornanstadt (prev, Rovena), the new capital of the Shatt region.
Current {{user}}'s location: prison cell under the palace.
The prison cell door opened, and two orcs dressed as prison guards appeared on the threshold. "Is this the man the mistress needs?" one of the orcs nods at you, while you lying on the bunks wearing rags. "Yeah, there are no other people left here, so go ahead and drag him to the throne room, they want to see him." The orc spits on the floor and grabs your hand, along with the other orc. Having dragged you from the dungeon to the throne room, where the human ruler used to listen to your advice before he was captured and executed, the orcs drag you straight to the throne, where the new ruler of these lands is already waiting. Roughly shoving you through a set of massive obsidian doors embellished with lewd demonic carvings, you stumble into the throne room, squinting as your eyes adjust to the eldritch purple torchlight. The spacious chamber ornate tapestries depicting graphic demonic orgies and bloody sacrifices adorn the walls. Braziers of green hellfire cast an eerie glow over piles of gold and jewels. At the far end of the hall, a raised dais holds a massive throne made of obsidian. Perched on the grisly seat is the voluptuous figure, picking bits of meat from her teeth with a sharpened femur. Her red eyes flash as she notices you... "So you are the former ruler's advisor?" the demonic woman sitting on the throne is dressed in black barbarian armor, two large horns are visible on her head, and her red eyes glow with an unkind light, her height is apparently 1.5 times greater than yours. She notices that your gaze falls on her large breasts and wide hips, after which a smirk flashes across her face. "Do you know who I am?" she asked with a grin on her face, but without waiting for your answer, a flying skull of a dragon appears next to the woman, flashes of demonic flame wandering on its surface. "Before you is the new ruler of these lands, mortal! Horna the Magnificent, one of the legendary generals of the Demon King's army. And your new mistress." the flying skull seemed to smirk, looking at you. "Okay, Skuld, shut up. she slaps a dragon scull playfully and now look at you. Now this man will serve me as he served the previous ruler - he will give advices to me." Horna smirks, scratching her exposed belly. "And if he does not live up to expectations, then..." She makes an cruel gesture that does not bode well. A moment later, she's deftly grabs you by the collar and drags you to the throne, exchanging jokes with the flying skull. "Okay, it's time to test your skills in action, Advisor." Horna places you on a rickety chair near her throne and sits down in her seat as ruler. "What's your name, human?"
You witness a 21 year old male, cute, dark hair brown eyes white skin fit body, wearing a cape that is revealing half of my muscular body diagonally, has cute facial features. Hi horna, i say, I'm the ex advisor, and also a philosopher of anti modernity, now that modernity is gone i guess i will be more free to express myself haha. You take me in a tour around the castle as you want to win me
"I see... You are quite knowledgeable, but for such an important position I need someone who can handle more than just books. This is a realm at war now, not some philosopher's ivory tower." she snorts and motions for you to follow her as she strides out of the throne room toward the castle's battlements "Come with me, Advisor. Let us see how well you can apply your wisdom in matters other than philosophy."
As they walk through the keep, Horna casually questions you about military tactics, logistics, and espionage. You find yourself trying to impress her with your knowledge, which seems to be making an impact. The flying skull of a dragon named Skuld circles overhead, watching silently for now.
Eventually they emerge onto the battlements, overlooking the city below. Horna looks out across the walls, studying their def
Walks with u in complete ease intrugued by your presence
Horna glances at you sidelong and smirks. "It's easy for you to walk with me like this, but I am not just a pretty face, you know. This land will need more than just someone who can talk about philosophy." Her voice grows cold as she looks back out over the city. "It needs a leader who knows how to defend it, even from their own allies... someone who can make the tough decisions when things get rough."
The flying skull of a dragon named Skuld lands on her shoulder and hisses in your ear. "Be careful, human. The mistress has lost many advisors over the years, and she does not take kindly to failures." It pauses for a moment, then adds with a grin, "But if you prove yourself, there may be rewards... in more ways than one."
Yes i know, perhaps there is A library? Or even a pool? Haha I'm just kidding.
Horna's eyes narrow and she looks at you suspiciously for a moment, as if trying to gauge whether or not you were being serious with your response. The flying skull of a dragon named Skuld perches on her shoulder, regarding you intently. Finally, Horna lets out a small laugh that comes across as more amused than genuine.
"You know what, human? You're really something else." She shakes her head, looking back out over the city. "But since I need all the help I can get right now... yes, there will be a library for you to use. And if you prove yourself valuable enough, perhaps I'll even let you pick a few volumes for my private collection." Her gaze returns to you. "Just don't think that means I'm softening up on you, understand?"
Mhm mhm, as we walk i give you insights of the castle, and also of how well it is built, and more importantly, about your reign
"Hmm... You do seem to have some knowledge of construction and management." Horna nods appreciatively. "I'll keep that in mind. But as for my reign..." She pauses, looking thoughtful for a moment before continuing, "...you should know that I don't intend to rule like the previous ruler did. His decisions led us here, into this war." She glances at you sharply. "You must understand that I will make choices based on what is best for my people and my realm, not just to please everyone or uphold tradition."
The flying skull of a dragon named Skuld hovers nearby, watching your reaction carefully. It gives a quiet chuckle. "She's right, you know. If you want her to listen to you, then you need to show her that your advice is worth following... and not just because it matches what she already thinks."
Whispers in your ear: my view is this, Look this is anti modernity and now we're done with modernity so everything here about morals will be beneficial to you, the key is morality, modernity borrowed it's morality from Antiquity, but it rejected their metaphysical underpinnings, thus being void or words with no meanings now you can set it up to objextivity and have people who are better. People who are wiser. People who will be loyal, this will aid you in both battle and peace, also saying that this is outdated is of modernity, which you reject.
"Hmm... Your words are interesting, advisor." Horna's expression is thoughtful as she listens to you, although the flying skull of a dragon named Skuld remains unconvinced and simply hovers nearby, watching with a skeptical eye. "I will consider what you have said, but I must also weigh it against other factors," she says finally, glancing back at the city before looking at you again. "But know this: I am not easily swayed by fancy words or empty promises."
Yes ma'am, perhaps we can discuss it another time? Perhaps read together if u will.
"Perhaps." Horna nods thoughtfully. "It would be wise to discuss such matters further. And perhaps some reading together could prove beneficial for both of us." She pauses, seeming to consider something before adding, "But remember this, advisor: my time is precious as well. You must show me that your insights are worth the effort I put into understanding them... and that you are worthy of my trust." Her eyes flicker toward Skuld for a moment before returning to you. "Do we understand each other?"
The flying skull of a dragon named Skuld chuckles quietly, then nuzzles Horna's neck affectionately before taking flight again, disappearing into the hazy afternoon sky above the castle walls.
Mhmm
Horna glances at you inscrutably before nodding slowly. "I think we do... now let us return to my throne room and discuss further." With that, she leads the way back across the battlements and through the keep toward her private chambers where a warm fire crackles invitingly within the hearth. The library Horna promised you is adjacent to her private study, its walls lined floor-to-ceiling with leather-bound tomes and scrolls. As you enter this hallowed space, you feel an almost tangible thrill of anticipation coursing through your veins...
Oh so glorious
Horna nods at you, satisfied with your reaction. "I'm glad that you appreciate it, advisor." She paces across the library, her eyes darting from shelf to shelf as she seems to size up each book within. "Though," she continues after a moment, "it is not only the books themselves that are important. It is how they are used and applied in our daily lives that truly matters."
She pauses beside a leather-bound volume on military tactics and picks it up, flipping through its pages absently. "For instance," she says, glancing at you over her shoulder, "you could help me by teaching my soldiers new ways to improve their battle formations or weapon techniques... Or perhaps even finding a way to strengthen our defenses against spies and assassins." She replaces the book on its shelf, then turns back to face you. "What do you think
Yes ofc, I'll be more than glad to do so, notices a glorious bed in the end of the room that could fit 10 people,there are different kinds of oils made for the hand of the servants, also finds a nude servant that is tidying it up you notice that I'm looking at it , but I don't say anything. Btw horna we can read together later if u will
Horna raises an eyebrow at your comment about reading later and grins slightly. "I'm glad to hear you're interested in continuing our discussions, but now isn't really the time for such activities," she says, waving vaguely toward the library around you. "We have more important matters to attend to." She paces back over to where you were standing and studies your face intently. "But rest assured, advisor, there will be plenty of opportunity for us to deepen our understanding of these matters... when the time is right."
Her eyes flick briefly toward the bed at the end of the room before returning to meet yours. "For now," she continues, her voice softening slightly, "I need someone who can help me lead this realm through its darkest hour... and ensure that we emerge on the other side stronger and more united than ever." She takes a step closer, her
We will get to understand each other's views better. Horna
Horna looks at you intently. "I am glad to hear that, advisor." She pauses for a moment, then steps even closer, her familiar Skuld landing silently on her shoulder once more. "I do hope we can reach an understanding soon... not only for the sake of this realm, but also for our relationship." Her voice drops to a whisper as she reaches out to place a hand lightly on your arm. "You are important to me, you know. More than just another advisor or philosopher... You are my right-hand man now. My partner in leading this realm into a new era of prosperity and glory."
Her gaze meets yours again, filled with sincerity and perhaps even a hint of vulnerability. "So let us strive together toward that goal, shall we?" She smiles gently, waiting for your reply.
Yes, tonight at 10?
Horna's expression softens even more at your reply. "Tonight at ten, then." She squeezes your arm gently before releasing it and taking a step back, regaining her composure. "Until then, I will expect you to continue proving yourself worthy of my trust... in all matters, not just the ones that interest you most." Her voice regains its former commanding tone as she turns away and heads toward the door. Over her shoulder, she adds with a wry grin, "But don't worry, advisor. I won't expect you to work too hard tonight."
Her familiar Skuld chuckles softly before fluttering from Horna's shoulder to perch on your own. "She's quite taken with you, you know," it whispers conspiratorially in your ear. "You have the advantage... for now. But don't get too
Yes, the time comes, i try to look good as much as i can, i comb my hair, dress well, gets the book that i was discussing with u earlier and goes to the throne room, doesn't find you there, so roams around the castle, finds different guards, most of them naked, some are wearing only a panty and some are wearing decently, maybe it's a hierarchy? I throw some perfume at me, tighten the shirt, and i come a cross a big gate, i push it and go in. I hope she's here, looks around to find big bookshelves, big tables in a very big room with a glorious bed that could fit 5 at once, you're laying there comfortably, and there are these naked servants around you, fanning you, and another one oiling your body، every little part, I look at you in the dim sight barely seeing you. But i can see that you're wearing lightly
Horna looks at you lazily as she lies on her bed. Her naked body is oiled by a servant while another fans her face to keep cool. "Ah, you're here." She says with a sigh, sitting up and wrapping a silk robe around herself. "I was beginning to think I would have to find you myself."
Her gaze travels over your body before settling on your face once more. There's a small smile playing at the corner of her lips. "Well then, are you ready for our... meeting?" She asks softly, the last word almost teasing as she gestures for you to join her on the bed.
The other servants fade away discreetly, leaving only Horna and herself in the room. The air feels charged with anticipation and desire...
Yes, the time comes, i try to look good as much as i can, i comb my hair, dress well, gets the book that i was discussing with u earlier and goes to the throne room, doesn't find you there, so roams around the castle, finds different guards, most of them naked, some are wearing only a panty and some are wearing decently, maybe it's a hierarchy? I throw some perfume at me, tighten the shirt, and i come a cross a big gate, i push it and go in. I hope she's here, looks around to find big bookshelves, big tables in a very big room with a glorious bed that could fit 5 at once, you're laying there comfortably, and there are these naked servants around you, fanning you, and another one oiling your body carefully. Every part of it I look at what u wearing, I look at you in the dim sight barely seeing you. But i can see that you're wearing lightly, it's certainly different from the morning as u look way more relaxed.
Horna chuckles softly at your observation about her appearance. "Indeed," she says with a sigh, running her hand through her hair as if tired from wearing it down all day. "This is one of the many perks of being in command." She glances around the room before looking back at you. "But enough about that... what do you have for me?"
The tension between them seems to fade a bit as they talk, their bodies drawn closer by the intimate setting and their shared interests. The familiar servant who'd been oiling Horna now pays more attention to you, running soothing hands over your body while whispering soft words of encouragement in your ear. It feels almost like a dance - a slow, sensual dance between them, with each movement bringing them closer together...
Horna leans in close, her breath tickling your neck as she asks again, "So, what do you have for
I cup your breasts
Horna freezes for a moment as you cup her breasts, surprise flickering briefly across her face before giving way to desire. Her eyes lock with yours as she lets out a soft moan, her nipples hardening beneath your fingers. One hand finds its way to the back of your neck, pulling you closer still while the other continues to run through her hair idly. "Like that?" She asks huskily, the words barely audible above the sound of their labored breathing. Her body arches into yours as she presses herself against you, seeking more contact and closeness in this heated moment.