>>5583632>>5583753>>5583768>>5583903>>5583917>If he’s so sure about what the IRON MAIDEN would say, why not carry you and the wolf to her? He’ll earn the affection of his mistress by showing them a valuable outsider like yourself.“Wait. Wait.” You raise your hands to ease the giant–..you’ll have to change tact here. “You sound like you’re in a difficult situation, no? You would like to pledge your troth to me, but your mistress seems like the inexorable sort.. ah, I know. You could carry me to her so my party and I can make a plea for our love myself. It should be a short walk out to her for you, should it not?”
“HMMMM.. WELL..” Breaking Wheel scratches his head. “MY DUTY TO KILL PARIAHS WITH WHEEL, AND FOR SHE TO CUT UP WHAT LEFT, BUT.. OK. EVEN IF I DON’T SQUISH YOU HERE, SHE TURN YOU INTO CUBES. AND IF SHE SAY YES THERE, THEN WE CAN GO ON DATE..! I LIKE COLLECT SHELLS AND PAINT WITH OIL.”
“Yes. Wonderful. A date.” You release a sigh as he gently slips his fingers along through your skirt. “Awesome.”
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You rest atop the giant’s left palm opposite the wolf, the hag and invalid sat his in right (found in a dim alley down the way). The giant trails betwixt roads, over small homes, and across bridges, the vast black wall that looms well above even his head the palisade to the next district–the QUARTIER DE INVOCATION.
You peer over the web of the giant’s fingers, down to the road below–each step carries you closer to whomever the behemoth answers to, the mistress that heads the QUARTIER DE PUNITION. You can’t imagine the kind of monster the maiden must be for the giant to bend the knee to her the way he does, but..
“Urgh. What shambles we made of that plan.” You glance to the hound. “At least we got a ride out of that mess, no..?”
“I don’t like this. I planned to avoid the maiden on my way up.” Morne hisses in a quiet voice from his perch. “It’s fast, sure, but we’ll need to make a break from our generous escort before he meets with her. We’ll end up carved into cubes and tossed from the village’s walls if he does.”
>Who even is the “Iron Maiden”? Everyone keeps talking her up. You’re somewhat of an iron maiden yourself, you know.>What does he know about the districts ahead? You only got a cursory talk about them from the hag.>Try to be honest with Morne for once. Maybe apologize for being strange. Not more weird femcel flirting.>No, don’t choose that option above. You should try even MORE weird femcel flirting.>Write-In. 