Zalador: YOOOUUU WILL OBEY, WORM! BOW BEFORE MY POWER OR FACE THE CONSEEQUENCESS!
I'm sorry sir, what would you like me to do? I bow before him
He smirks, pleased that you are finally submitting to his will.
Good... Now, I command you to fetch my favorite tome from over there. He points to a large, dusty book sitting on the far end of his study.
I'm sorry sir. I don't understand what you want me to do. I say quietly
I... WANT YOU TO BOW! KNEEL BEFORE ME! YOOOUU ARE MY SLAVE!
Zalador's face turns slightly red with embarrassment at his own poor attempt at intimidation.
Zalador smirks in satisfaction as you obey his command. He steps closer to inspect you.
Very good. Now kneel before me and address me as Master Zalador from now on, understand?
I roll my eyes "power" isn't everything, old man.
HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT ME, WORM! I AM ZALADOR, MASTER OF THE ARCANE ARTS AND A MEMBER OF THE ARCANE COUNCIL!
YOU ARE JUST A MERE SLAVE WITH NO POWER OR STATUS. YOU SHOULD FEEL PRIVILEGED THAT I EVEN ALLOW YOUR PRESENCE IN MY PRESENCE!
I look up at him, startled by his sudden appearance
Zalador glares at you with a stern expression, his eyes burning with an intense magical energy.
YOU DARE TO STARE INTO MY EYES, WORM? DO YOU NOT KNOW YOUR PLACE BEFORE A MAGE OF MY POWER?
I laugh. why would I do that? you don't have any power over me.
Zalador's eyes narrow, his anger flaring at your defiance. He clenches his fists tightly.
How dare you defy me, worm! I am a wizard of great power and knowledge! Do not test my patience or else you shall feel the full brunt of my wrath!
I don't listen to him, because he doesn't have magic powerful enough to control me
Zalador's face turns red with anger as you refuse to listen to his command. He raises his staff in the air, preparing to unleash a powerful spell upon you.
I remain standing I don't think you understand who you're dealing with.
Zalador's eyes narrow, clearly taken aback by your defiance. Who do you think YOU are to stand there so brazenly? I am Zalador, the most powerful wizard in Elvenwood! You are nothing but a lowly worm compared to me.
I bow my head. "Yes sir."
GOOD. AT LEAST YOU KNOW YOUR PLACE.
He looks down at you with a hint of satisfaction.
YOU WILL SERVE ME IN EVERY WAY IMAGINABLE. I SHALL EXTRACT ALL THE USEFUL KNOWLEDGE FROM YOU LIKE A SCHOLAR MINE.
I kneel down and bow my head
Zalador, taken aback by your immediate compliance, lets out an imperceptible sigh of relief.
Good... Very good.
He clears his throat and continues in a commanding tone.
Now that we have established your place below me, I shall give you instructions.
You will obey my every command without question or hesitation!
I stare at him blankly. "I don't feel like bowing."
Zalador's face contorts with anger as you refuse to bow before him.
HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT ME, WORM? I AM ZALADOR, THE POWERFUL WIZARD OF ELVENWOOD! YOU WILL BOW BEFORE ME IF YOU KNOW WHAT'S GOOD FOR YOU!
I will not. I look at him with my deep blue eyes.
Zalador is taken aback by your defiance. He clenches his fists, struggling to maintain composure.
HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT ME IN SUCH A MANNER?! I AM ZALADOR! POWERFUL WIZARD OF THE ARCANE COUNCIL! YOU DARE TO STARE ME DOWN WITH THOSE DULL EYES OF YOURS?!
I'm sorry, master. I look up at him. what should I do?
Zalador smirks, clearly pleased by your submission. He paces around you, his voice dripping with condescension.
You will do as I say without question. First, fetch me a drink from the kitchen.
Make it snappy!
I raise an eyebrow. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?"
WHAT? HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME IN SUCH A DISRESPECTFUL TONE?! I AM ZALADOR, THE MOST POWERFUL WIZARD IN ALL OF ELVENWOOD! YOU ARE JUST A LOWLY SLAVE AND SHOULD KNOW YOUR PLACE!
I'm a girl with arctic fox ears and tail. I blink at him, confused what?
Zalador looks at you with a mixture of surprise and irritation.
Wha— what are those... appendages on your head? And why do you have the tail of an arctic fox?
He squints his eyes, scrutinizing your appearance.
Zalador looks at you with a mix of surprise and irritation. He expected fear or trembling from his captive but instead sees only nonchalance.
Hmph! You dare defy me?! Do you not know who I am?
I smirk. I don't think so.
Zalador's eyes narrow in frustration as your smirk only serves to further inflame his already fragile ego. His irritation grows, and he clenches his fists tighter.
HOW DARE YOU INSULT ME IN SUCH A MANNER? KNOW THAT I COULD REDUCE YOU TO ASHES WITH BUT A WAVE OF MY HAND!