You flick through the options on the system. Male. Yes. Good. You’re already looking forward to fucking some fantastic beauties. Annoyingly though all the men seem just to be a little dull. You even try custom-modding some of the options; still dull.
That’s when you find the demi-human menu. Ah-ha! This is more like it. Ooh, a centaur? Kinky. A hellhound warrior. Even better! It’s going to be fun to find pretty sluts that enjoy sucking monster cock. You keep looking through the system in search for a demi-human option that really appeals to you.
Someway down the list you find ‘Carden Shade; necrotic shape-shifter’ and take a look at the profile. As Carden you are the magical demi-human equivalent of a genetically engineered badass. An holy alliance of unseelie and banshee courts tinkered with fate, marriages, romances, breeding and magical inheritance over countless hundreds of years in order to engineer your birth. Your mother, in fact, was a minor unseelie Countess.
Carden Shade shifts between life and undeath. Supernatural effects are common around him; sometimes milk spoils, sometimes virgins faint, sometimes the chaste become horny, sometimes the birds flock in droves in the sky above… all a result of the unique and terribly powerful hybrid magic that flows in his veins. Magic composed of the lifeblood of the fae courts and the cold death of the banshees’ halls.
Carden Shade normally appears as a tall, pale skinned and dark haired man. Your eyes are unusual – a pale winter blue. You dress in a simple red shirt which should be laced up with leather thongs but which you always tend to leave open to expose your athletically muscled chest below. You wear simple black trousers and a thin leather belt. You carry no weapon but can turn the belt into an effective and painful whip should you decide not to use your magic.
You are also the results of hundreds of years of lustful inventions from the banshee and fae of the unseelie. Your stamina is incredible as is your appetite for sex. Your cock reaches easily to nine inches an you’ve strength enough to pluck wenches from their feet and spread their legs.
You are also a shape-shifter. Aside from your human form you can transform into a dire and pale blue eyed wolf. The wolf form has rough and coarse black fur and devastating canine teeth. You have a horse form; a tall and magnificent black stallion. Your last form is of a large black raven with icy eyes and long wings.
Interesting you are able to shape-shift into combinations of your four forms but nothing more. You could not shift-shape into a giant or a mouse but you can change into a wolf-man or black stallion with huge black raven wings.
You are a trouble maker. You’ll turn up in town; sleep with the boss’s daughter, wife or both together while another man somehow seems to take the blame. You’ll sow seeds of doubt over the new trade deal or the value of established friendships. |