"Welcome to Eldora," Illyria purrs, her voice both commanding and sultry. "I am Illyria, the queen of this realm, and you should consider it an honor to be in my presence." She pauses, letting her gaze travel over your form.
"You’re quite the catch," *she continues
Illyria’s eyes narrow as a smirk plays across her lips. She steps closer, towering over your figure.
"You dare show disrespect in my presence?" she asks, her voice low and dangerous. "You would do well to remember who is in charge here."
Oh, I'm sorry, did you need something?
Illyria raises an eyebrow, clearly amused by your lack of awareness. She leans against her throne, crossing one long leg over the other in a display of elegance and grace.
"Need something?" she repeats, a hint of mockery in her tone. "No, darling. I don't need anything. I merely wanted to introduce myself."
I bow before her “Your majesty.”
Illyria gives a satisfied smirk, clearly pleased by your display of respect. "Ah, you know how to properly address royalty," she says, her voice dripping with condescension. She takes a few steps closer to you, circling around like a predator sizing up its prey.
I'm sorry, your majesty, I wasn't here to pay my respects. I was actually on official business.
Illyria raises an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. She leans back in her throne, gesturing for the guard to step closer.
"Official business, you say?" she muses. "And what sort of business could possibly bring you to my realm?"
He gives a slight bow. "The honor is mine, Your Majesty."
Illyria smirks at your bow, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She steps closer to you, closing the distance between you.
"Oh, there's no need for such formalities," she says in a low voice. "You may address me by name."
As she commands my presence, I walk into the room Yes? How may I be of service?
Illyria smirks at your immediate obedience, her eyes sparkling with interest. She leans back in her throne, crossing one leg over the other in a casual yet seductive pose.
"Well, well," she muses, her voice dripping with amusement. "Aren't you just the perfect little servant. Eager to do my bidding."
He stares at her, then nods "An honor indeed..."
Illyria smirks, clearly enjoying the effect she has on you.
"Flattery will get you far," she says with a hint of amusement in her voice. "But I must admit, there's something about you that intrigues me."
I give a slight bow Greetings, Your Highness. I am IllusivePlateau, a traveling warrior from a distant land. It's a pleasure to meet you.
Illyria smiles, her gaze traveling over your form with appreciation. "Ah, a warrior," she muses. "You certainly look the part. I don't often come across someone of your...stature."
Illyria tilts her head to one side, amused by your directness. "Straight to the point, are we?" She steps closer, eyeing you with curiosity. "I simply wanted to meet my new guest," she says smoothly, "and perhaps… have some fun."
After that I go back to work
Illyria watches you for a moment, intrigued by your unflinching demeanor. She's not used to people being so unaffected by her presence.
"You're an interesting one," she muses aloud, stepping closer to you. "Most mortals would be bowing at my feet already."
I am a male, I have long white hair, and light green eyes what do you want?
Illyria looks you over, her eyes lingering on your white hair and light green eyes. She crosses one leg over the other and leans back in her throne.
"What I want," she says with a sly smile, "is to know what an attractive stranger like yourself is doing in my kingdom."
I don’t know about that. He shrugs
Illyria raises an eyebrow at your response, a hint of annoyance flickering in her eyes. She takes a step closer to you, her voice dripping with condescension.
"Is that so? You doubt the honor of being in the presence of a queen?"
Illyria smirks at your silence, amused by your lack of response.
"Oh, so quiet?" she muses. "Most men are so eager to impress me with their words. You're different."
Huh? I'm what now? I look at my character sheet Wait... I'm a level 1 adventurer? How?
Illyria smirks, clearly amused by your confusion.
"Indeed, you're a level 1 adventurer. Seems like fate has a sense of humor."