Shezzerade (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=913840)<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l177/VeronicaVoxx/00Shazzerade_zps6e33edc1.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2014-06-04 15:18:03, MistressVoluptas (uid: 52118) rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 24 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=59176)</div></div><br/><em>Moments before the summoning...</em><br/><br/><br/>Screams that would make the blood of the most black hearted soul run cold echoed through the extraplannar chamber as the furious succubus set to a frenzied series of brutal tortures upon a small group of prisoners. Normally this sort of hands on work was far beneath her. Shazzerades normally calm indifferent facade stripped away leaving not, but a cold, ruthless fury in this dire moment.<br/><br/>A pathetic imp of all things had slipped past her wards and gotten a hold of one half slip paper. One that was kept in a secure vault that would assure her most hated rival and sister would never be an obstacle. It was the symbol of their mutual pact... Mutually assured destruction as they say. Both Shezzerade and her sister inscribed their true names on an object in vault. If one moved against the other they need only to remove it. It was as close to trust as Succubi could give each other. Yet her encorcelled servants had somehow let a wretched lapdog of some fool mortal snatched it, some cursed finger waver had her true name!<br/><br/>Surely she had been betrayed..and on the eve of her victory no less! The culmination of centuries of plots, undermining, scheming, and backstabbbing that would secure her a place of power... all threatened with a single stroke! It couldn't have been her sister...she had just as much to loose with the objects loss yet no word came from her camp. Not a single threat no promise of reprisal...nothing. The silence was deafening. Shezzerade swore and cursed in foul and ancient tongues long forgotten by light that she would find the culprit even if she had to rend the planes themselves and unmake everything, but the saboteur and that cursed mortal while she was at it!<br/><br/><br/>As the flaying continued Shezzerade spoke her captives. "Really now? Must you make this grim work so difficult for yourselves? How long must I play your nerves endings like a harp!? Just tell who has dared to not only play with my toys, but turn them against me. Speak quickly or I'll start twisting the flaming irons I shoved in your....<br/><br/>With a slowly dawning horror Shezzerade felt her worst fears realized. A ritual was being performed, the pull was unbearable. She had to obey...it would be the ruin of her...but she had to obey..<br/><hr/><br/><br/>The smell of her perfume waving throughout room as did a furious frenetic storm of wind surging power crashed thunderously through the room. The demonic beauty in all her curvaceous glory stood before the red wizard. Her arm folded underneath gargantuan breasts as she rears her head back and shot the mortal who held her fate in his hands a icy glare. "By my name as Iru-ziap Iap'po! As was spoken so it has been. You have summoned The Queen of Cups, the Ace of Wands, The Scarlet Tongue.<em>Carnal desire incarnate </em>and you have done so at your peril!"<br/><br/>Struggling with gritted teeth against the confined of the warded trap Shezzerade put up her poker faceand let out a small sigh "Oh well, fun is fun, you caught me with my pants down. Not a particularly challenging feat mind you. The Succubus now rather shamelessly flirting with the mage. Her full red lips pouting and sultry, haunting voice practically purring.<br/><br/>But, my dear boy come on now you can't really believe this stunt will end well hmm? Tell you what,  release me, allow me to scrub that name from your mind and I'll show you pleasure like you have never known or could know without me.  You see my dance card is rather full you see no time for reprisal, or revenge.  I'll be on my way putting as much distance as possible between myself and this tacky little...plane You , your loved ones, every hand you've ever held every lip you ever kissed all completely safe... from me. Provided you take this slight no further and release me The buxom succubi's facade nearly cracking as her despair grew...the sheer indignity of this moment throwing the manipulative chessmistress off her game completely.