The two Minotaurs smirked as they stared at eachother, both were quite tired, the old bull further then the young chieftain, but both stared at eachother with a look of promise, now they had these two humans, both who seemed quite strong and more then willing to.. do whatever it took to keep these tales from spreading. The dark skinned Chieftain smirked as he spoke up, pulling Gwyneth into his lap as well he stared into her eyes.<br/><br/>"From the look of you.. I'd say that you are a strong adventuress, the same as your companion there. But you have willingly allowed yourselves to be bred by us, to be used as whores for our enjoyment", he chuckled softly stroking her back as he licked his chops, "This tale will leave this room as I've already sent two of his sons", he indicated the older bull, "to tell the tale of you. Now.. there is a way for this tale not to reach the masses. For you not to be made into the sluts that you are", he snickered as he squeezed into Gwyneth's soft sides.<br/><br/>The old bull slowly spoke as he stared into Adelina's eyes, "There are tribes of monsters living within this dungeon, they are lesser then us, but more in numbers, more then enough live here that we could never conquer the dungeon without outside help", the dark skinned one continued, "We want you to.. persuade them to wage war on the others, do what is necessary to cause a war down in the dungeon, when you are finished and the tribes are injured and leaderless.. come and get us. After we claim this dungeon for ourselves. Then.. you may leave and your tale will remain as it is right now, untold to the world", he smirked. "What say you.."