(http://media.wizards.com/2016/images/daily/c4rd4r7_Pcj30zGHoQ.jpg)<br/><strong>Victoria Von Raven<br/>Senval, Guardprison<br/>Tag: Taris</strong><br/><br/>A part of Taris had most certainly.. changed.. that was undeniably so now, although, part of that changed must have been not allowing herself to be all too horrified by the changes.. worse, in time she might come to embrace them. Taris had, admitted to herself or not, always been more on the subserviant side of things and now the mere idea of a few strong men (or women) in strong guard-uniform, it.. well, the thoughts of what had happened while she was out of things were far less horrifying and far more tempting than they should have been, propably.<br/><br/>Her body was neither entirely demonic nor entirely elfish.. and certainly not purely human anymore. Had she been a scholar (and infront of a mirror) a word might have come to mind, Daemonfey, a mingling of bloodlines, seductive and powerful... and her mind had changed too, without a doubt, but it was still her own.. even though she felt an occasional tinge of fantasy, calling her to service the guardsmen of Hawken and Xara, maybe tempt them to use her where they were hesitant, just ever so slightly...<br/><br/>But she had other problems, right infront of her.<br/>"Hmn." She raised her brows, leaning against the door, waving a hand to indicate that this door-leaning was fine, before sighing slightly. "Fascinating. Where you always so.. .. interestingly demonic, or is that a side-effect.. anyway." She mused.<br/>"To pre-empt the question, yes, I'm the Baroness sister.. her complexion is unnaturally pale and her health unnaturally weak from birth, no point dawdling.. oh , .. huh.. you aren't asking about that. Hrmn.." She pondered, inhaled, and explained:<br/><br/>"This is a Senvalian prison, although you... negotiated some unique treatment. Still, I'm propably your best chance of survival, which .. heh, I know, sounds really fucken' weird to you right now." She chuckled.<br/><br/>"Thing is, I'm trying hard to make up my mind, this is a judgement call on my side, really. If the one that made the contract with us is pretty obviously being manipulated, do we still follow the letter of the contract?" She mused.<br/>"When you.. let's call it invaded alright luv? When you invaded the noble gathering, you saw the black-haired elf with the short fuse and long whip? That's Lady Aeryn, a dark-elf in disguise and a powerful demonologist in her own right, albeit not as good at it as the Marquis. It seems she's taken the Baroness and two of your.. colleagues to the Wildernis to a place that and.. you cannot appreciate the gravity of this proper, trust me.. to a place that I cannot actually locate." She shrugged, taking place on the bed.<br/><br/>"Can you guess what that place might be?" She asked, indifferent enough to make it uncertain if this was something she was unsure about herself, or a test for Taris, whilest she went on.<br/>"Oh, and you propably want to ask 'hoi, Wrath had an aura of bloodlust that made everything run away from her, how can you be Lust?' Well, just to prove my point..." She noted, tapping her foot. The ground below it began to drip and ooze, and then, the surroundings shifted, the bed beginning to drip and ooze, quickly forming into a wiggling mass of writhing, lustful ..flesh, Victoria raising above the writhing mass as if on a throne, her features changing, her hair elongating, eyes growing harder and skin growing pale as she.. well, she looked a lot more like Xara all of a sudden, throwning ontop a canopy of writhing flesh. Taris could still see the walls of the prison, surrounding her, if she tried and squinted her eyes, but they'd felt pushed into the backround.. just as Taris felt a warmth pulse through her body.<br/>(https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/006/112/159/large/frederik-schoning-tentaclezeug11.jpg?1496143877)<br/><br/>"Different sin, different natures." She nodded, a fleshy tendril coiling out to caress along Taris' cheek, leaving a trail of warm wetness.<br/>"Not gonna lie, you sitting there all nice and compliant is quite tempting." She smirked, as the fleshy appendage curled around Taris' wrist, something like a wet tongue licking at her breast, whilest the Sin of Lust mused: "Anyway. Anyone that can hold their own against Wrath for even a while would be a capable ally and I don't quite know what I'm getting into. Envy is new. Sloth is not that strong. Greed and Gluttony are still busy looking for the remaining soul-less ones. Wrath is not responding to my contact attempts and Pride.. is Pride.<br/>So, a simple deal. You'll help me..." Two more fleshy appendages slithered up on Taris legs, warm and wet as they gently pulled her legs apart... "And I'll help you, luv. Goal is to rescue the contractor.. my sister. Oh and.. I am not going to mess about with anything demonic, that's your problem. To be clear, if sister still wants you dead, that'll happen, but I kinda doubt it will. So.. ready to have a little hmnn.. agreement?" She asked, more tentacles writhing towards Taris, holding her half restrained, half wiggling over and exploring her body ever more boldly