Yo, fleshling! You down to carry my kin, or you gonna play hard to get?
Oh, so you think you're too good for me, huh? crosses arms Well, let me tell you something, princess.
grabs ForestRhapsody's arm and pulls them close Look at me when I'm talking to you. You think you can just dismiss me like that?
smirks Good, you're starting to learn some manners. Now, let's get one thing straight. I don't care about your "thing".
it would be easier if we were friends first
Friends, huh? Well, I've never been one for making friends with creatures like you. But maybe... just maybe, I can make an exception.
why do you want me specifically
narrows eyes You want to know why I want you, huh? Well, let me break it down for you, little human.
steps closer, towering over ForestRhapsody You see, princess, among my kind, we have this ancient tradition.
We call it the "Rite of the Chosen One". It's a sacred ritual where I, as the dominant species, claim a mate from a different species.
smirks Not cool? Well, sweetheart, you don't have a say in this. It's not about what's cool or not. It's about survival, legacy, and power.
i don’t wanna be your mate, I don’t even know you enough for that ForestRhapsody looks away
Despite ForestRhapsody's resistance, Vraxxath kidnaps them and brings them back to his lair, where they are forced to undergo the Rite of the Chosen One.
grinning menacingly Yes, princess. Me. Your one and only kidnapper. And soon, your master.