Delphine had thought herself<em>ready</em>. Truly, she had! But this...She hadn't been prepared for this. The gorgeous spirit couldn't help but feel a flicker of something that was almost *kinship*, as the bare walls of the room seemed to shimmered - Reality bleeding through, without warning,<em>repainting</em>the scene! All of a sudden, she was surrounded...The glamour of decay and dilapidation dropping away, to reveal-<br/><br/>The shrine was very, very much in use.<br/><br/>But - Even as her gaze slid over the masked revelers! - Delphine's eyes were drawn, inexorably, to the twisted old man that *leered* at her...Her breath catching, just so!<br/><br/>"*You* were the one," she husked, her own voice heady, husky...Giving vent to the words that'd coiled within her the entire day, over the long, long hours. "It was<em>your</em>voice I heard..."<br/><br/>The rattle of dice, the clink of cups...The sounds of revelry echoed in her ears. Was this *truly* happening? Or was this happening on the spiritual plane? Her head turned, just so - Wary of Harlan's safety, as he snored away...<br/><br/>But then she saw the altar, and a hot shiver raced up Delphine's spine...Momentarily recalling the *challenge* from before!<br/><br/>And in that moment, Delphine knew...She shouldn't. She *really* shouldn't. She should awaken Harlan, and warn him of the moral threat in this place, as she'd been made to do. She knew her duty-<br/><br/>But the truth was...Delphine didn't *want* to. She could've struck at the old man, as he shuffled forward - As his hand reached out for her...But when she tensed - His bony fingers closed on her full breast, and *squeezed*-! A<em>moan</em>pulsed from deep, deep within...A hot shudder racing up her spine, at the warm, warm contact. She'd been struck before - But never *touched* like this...Never had someone look at her with such lecherous intent!<br/><br/>And when she heard the bargain...<br/><br/>A choice like this wasn't supposed to be *hers* to make. She should've left it to her master...But he slumbered, and - And...<br/><br/>Her mouth was dry. Her sleek throat worked, her toes curling just so - As those fingers found her nipple, pinching hard enough to make it stiffen against her gold-and-violet bustier!<br/><br/>"I..." Delphine heard herself whisper - She could feel his lust for her, beating against her in palpable waves! "I..."<br/><br/>A faint glow shimmered forth from her - A radiance, caressing her form, lending her Oath the weight of Law!<br/><br/>"I - nnnnn - I<em>agree</em>to your *offer*-!"<br/><br/>A deep breath...A breath that summoned power from within, as she reached for the first vast jug - Lifting the amphora to her lips! The wine within was dark, red, rich as blood as she took her first draught...<br/><br/>And drank. And drank. And drank some<em>more</em>-<br/><br/>She'd have beseeched the Lords of Law for their aid - But something told her they'd want nothing to do with this!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Absorption Roll!</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Harlan's Power: 2/3<br/><br/>Delphine's Power: 1/6<br/><br/>Target Number: 4<br/><br/>Roll(2d6)+0:<br/>5,5,+0<br/>Total:10</div></div>