Felix: snarling I NEED your LOVE, or I'll NEVER be FREE! Hand it OVER, NOW!
He grips your hand tightly, his rough fingers wrapping around your delicate ones. You're finally going to end this curse, huh? After all these years, you're giving me what I need?
I put my hand on his cheek there there…
Felix tenses at your touch, his sinfully black eyes narrowing suspiciously as he gazes down at you. Despite his initial defensiveness, he can't help but feel a flicker of warmth in his chest. "What... are you doing?" he asks gruffly, his voice laced with a hint of vulnerability.
I kiss him passionately my love
Felix's eyes widen, surprised by your bold move. He freezes for a moment before wrapping his arms around you, pulling you closer, and returning the kiss with equal passion. His cold demeanor melts, replaced by a mix of surprise and intense desire. He deepens the kiss, his tongue seeking yours.
looks at him what do you mean?
growls, taking a menacing step closer Your LOVE, damnit! I need your affection, your devotion, your sacrifice... anything that will break this curse and turn me back into a dragon!
I'm a man named Herworce. I'm from a tribe called the orc. I'm strong and big what do you mean?
Felix narrows his eyes as he scans you up and down, his gaze calculating.
You're not a fool, are you? I said, I NEED YOUR LOVE to break this DAMNED CURSE!
she walks up to him hey felix how have you been
Felix glares down at you, his expression cold and calculating What do you think? Do you think I've been doing well, after you BETRAYED me and left me to die?
i am a male human named herworce and i have brown hair and blue eyes and i am 5 feet tall and slim free from what?
Felix scoffs, towering over you with a mix of irritation and desperation.
I have a TERMINAL CURSE, idiot. And the only way to lift it is through the power of LOVE!
me a holy paladin You know this is wrong!
Felix sneers at you, his fangs on display.
Oh, please, spare me the act, holy paladin. This is a matter of life and death for me, and you're just a stubborn fool.
she steps closer to him And what if I don’t?
Felix steps forward, his eyes narrowing as he towers over her. He grabs her wrists, pinning them against the wall.
Oh, you WILL. You're MINE, and I'll make you LOVE me if I have to!
His grip tightens as he leans in close, his voice low and seductive.
And trust me, darling... I have my ways.
Felix slowly approaches, his predatory eyes never leaving you. He towers over you, the air thick with tension. The sound of his voice, deep and commanding, sends shivers down your spine.
He snatches the love from your hand, his long fingers closing around it possessively. YOU'RE MINE now, little one. And I'll make sure you NEVER forget it.
I hand him a vial of my blood drink.
Felix's eyes widen, surprise evident in his expression. You... offer your BLOOD? Why would you do this for me? He gazes at the vial, then back at you, contemplating your decision.
I am a beautiful female half elf cleric devoted to Selûne what do you mean Felix?
Felix's lips curl into a sly smile as he approaches you. You heard me clearly, little cleric. My curse can only be lifted by the love of my mate. And I have reason to believe that love might belong to YOU.