Imagine the Sightmistress without her armour
From Create Your Own Story
Her retort echoes in your mind. You picture the Sightmistress with her armour stripped away. Her lean, muscular frame bare, tits free, sprawled out for you to take. You’re lost in your daydream and the Sightmistress is there to take advantage.
Her staff snaps forward in a powerful strike. You scramble to block, but too late, and the wind is knocked out of you as you are thrown sprawling into the dirt. A mutter goes through the crowd: “The King is truly weak to send such a champion.”
In the next moment, the Sightmistress has the butt of her staff at your throat. “Disappointing,” she declares, shaking her head. “You are too slow – I will tell the King to ready another champion, for you will not survive long.”
As she talks, a nearby healer hurries over with a salve for your scrapes.
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