open to: anyone 21+ || @indiestarter || Muse: Aislin McLeod, 25-30+, Bisexual/Demiromantic, Succubus-Necromancer Verse
plot: Aislin is half-succubus through her mother, and a necromancer through secret training by the priestesses of her Kingdom. Your muse, in modern times, summons the 1/2 succubus for her legendary powers that she had yet to discover in her time. She agrees to help the well-meaning mortalâŚin exchange for mild sexual feeding over the course of three nights in one month - something thatâd kill most had she been a full succubus and not also a necromancer with command over life force. Rest of plot idea in source.
Aislin suddenly found herself somewhere unfamiliar, the auras and spirits in theâŚcement room?âŚbeing confusing to her, and confusing to the spirits as well it seemed for they didnât recognize her nor did they seem accustomed to being seen or heard based on what they were saying. âHello?â she said, looking around more and realizing she was trapped in a salt circle, her demonic succubus side causing her to be trapped by it and the drawn pentacle beneath her feet.
She was only in a shift, and felt cold as a breeze from a window at the top of the room came in. She felt her body respond to the cold, then finally saw who must have summoned her. âYou! Why did you summon me? How did you summon me specifically?â she asked, tilting her head at them with a perplexed expression. She thought her human/necromancer side protected her from being summoned, and was slightly scared due to the fact it seemed she was in a dungeon of sorts.
She reached up, purple magic that looked akin to a flame glowing in her hand. âRelease me, or I shall harm you despite not wishing to,â she threatened, secretly scared and desperate to return to Lunaruz, to her home.