>>5354404Despite this, you retire to the cordoned-off section of cave which convention denotes as your private territory. It is an adjunct cavern, its entrance covered in tarps of chitin-shell bead and woven mystery-leather. You reside there in private contemplation for a time, but then your reveries in interrupted.
“This one says you called for it,” the Elf-specialist apologizes for the interruption wrapping Davora’s chain around his hand and hauling her forward. She doubles over, wheezing, and crashes upon the floor before you. Her hands clasp ay the iron collar about her throat.
“I can take the dwarf away,” the Elf-specialist offers, voice level but suspicious, “if she lies.”
Davora turns pleading eyes toward you, a clear golden-brown amber. You see not lust in her eyes—well, not ONLY lust—but something else.
"Please," she whispers. "Karz told me what you too spoke of, sir. I would speak with you also."
>Accept Davora as a lover [Concubine path]>Accept Davora as a confidant, talking with her about her concerns and yours [Lover path]>Reject Davora's presumptive petitions, and dwarves more generally [Locks romance and sex options[>Write-in 