eaenidu Wrote:Name: Zahra von Zmeya
Gender: Female
Appearance: https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d4/0a/fd/d40afd46b3e0884e354952c54a2dfef0.jpg
Bio: Zahra is from the South Eastern area of the empire, her family was poor, but well, what else could you do when most of your barony was desert? Her family had interbred with the local tribes that still lived here, so she knew she looked odd, foreign even to others of the empire. She often tried to ignore that, she didn't go to balls or gatherings much. Then there was an order from the emperor all virgin girls of noble birth had to travel to the capital. And then when she got there she found out it was to find a wife for the crown princess?! No thank you, she began looking for ways to get out of this, and stumbled onto the crownlands peoples obsession with masked balls that ended with sex, well aparently it was a way she could lose her virginity without losing her honor? Odd but she managed to get an invitation and something suitable for attending quickly enough, hopefully she could just let someone stick it in quick and she could leave and not deal with all the drama in this place.
Stats:
Strength: 8
Perception: 11
Endurance: 14
Agility: 14
Charisma: 10
Intelligence: 14
Luck: 4
The Masquerade ball had been a delight. Everyone had thought your horns a part of your mask and not batted an eye at you, which was better than what you'd been getting since you initially arrived. Then there'd been so much dancing and good food, so many new ones to try. And you'd met a girl. Well, a futanari, but you'd found that bit out a bit later. She had an aura about her that just drew you in, and she was such a sweet talker too... even as she turned out to be a bit of a risque dirty talker sort, both before you got to your room and in your bed.
You'd both kept the masks on even during that, it was traditional after all or some such. It had been a wild night that had her leaving your screaming for more until you passed out... and you were pretty sure she'd kept fucking you a bit.
Now however, as you open your eyes, the first thing you realize is your mask isn't on. The same is true for your bed companion. Who as you glance to her, you find yourself blinking. Mainly because you can't for the life of you believe who it is, for you'd seen drawings of her and even seen her in passing briefly after you and a bunch of other virgins had arrived in the snowy mountain city.
It was... it was the Crown Princess!
You closed your eyes, figuring that you were dreaming. Had to be. You couldn't be in bed with the Crown Princess, her dick still inside you and warming you and her up.
You opened them.
...
Yup, it was still the Crown Princess.