Name: Zelda MacKenzie.<br/>Willpower: 8.<br/>Corruption:  0%<br/>Favor Points: None.<br/><br/>Zelda hadn't quite lost her spirit, even if it had taken a few blows by her physical and mental transformation... so when the game said<em>"I haven't had anyone threaten me for centuries,"</em>she responded with a murmured "I find that very hard to believe." She sat up, looking down at her half-naked body (and adjusted the loincloth, which has gotten skewed and showed rather more of her than she wanted it to) before looking back up.<br/><br/>She stared at the board for a moment. Really, she didn't want to say this, but like Mary had found herself compelled to be truthful, so did Zelda discover that it was impossible for her not to answer truthfully. "What I would like to have sex with?" she repeated. "It's not a what, it's a who. It's<em>her</em>." She pointed at Mary. "I don't care about positions, I just want to feel her body against mine, just like when we --" she stopped, raising a pale hand to rub her forehead, breathing hard. Then she turned her head to look at Mary. "I'm -- I'm sorry. I know we haven't talked about -- about that time, and you always seemed so uncomfortable about it, but I -- I had to say that. I couldn't stop myself."