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An entry tier Boss, Dominus Carcerem frequently appears on one of the first few floors. A powerful Bondage Demon, she resembles a tall woman, easily seven feet, with dark red skin, a long, spade tipped tail, and large horns. She dresses primarily in tight black leather, though strategically placed pieces of iron and her own tough skin protect her from attacks.

Her specialty is crowd control, limiting the physical movement of her enemies. Chains are scattered throughout the floor of her arena, able to be brought to life with her magic to limit her challenger’s ability to move around. If a particular adventurer draws her attention, she can apply nastier limitations on them by summoning various piece of bondage gear, though using that kind of magic in the middle of a fight costs her enough energy that it’ll often only apply to one or two adventurers. A sturdy gag can keep a caster from launching their spells, handcuffs keep an archer from slinging arrows, and a blindfold is bad news for just about anyone.

The bifrost left her breathless as it delivered her none too gently to her destination; and when it did she collapsed. It had been for the best, that's what she kept telling herself and yet it did nothing to console her broken heart. But broken heart or not, she'd been sent to this place for a reason; Loki had sent her here for a reason and it was not to wallow in her own pity.

So, forcing herself to an uneasy stand, she turned her gaze to the hole that the bifrost had made in the ceiling and took a deep shuddering breath. She was just wondering if she should have fixed it when movement caught her attention and immediately her gaze was drawn to that of another. A man in a cape stood there with more than a little suspicion in his eyes.

A themed floor within the Halls of Eros, The Orc Fortress is staffed primarily with orcs (hence the name). The design of this floor is a middle ground between a mighty fortress and an imposing prison. Many of those captured early in the dungeon find themselves here at some point when their original captors tire of them, locked away in one of the many, many cells filling the Fortress. On this floor Orcs receive a slight power boost, and respawn at a faster rate, leaving the impression of there being far more than there really are.

In addition to the usual types of orcs one may find (fighters, archers, berserkers, occasionally even shamans), the Fortress holds a unique mob in the form of Orc Jailers. Armed with long poles topped with sturdy hooks, Jailers will try to limit the maneuverability of their targets, locking them in place. A single Jailer is a problem, but a team of them is truly dangerous, able to work together to hold their target in place while another slaps a pair of shackles on them. When not helping fight adventurers, Jailers are often in charge of managing the various prisoners. The boring half of this job is keeping them fed (though a diet of monster cum can be enough for some, even if it’s not preferred by many being fed it). The fun part of the job is taking them to one of the many public displays in the Fortress, everything from the wall shackles to cages, wherever one might enjoy locking up a cumdump.

Another early Boss, Fergus is a fairly straightforward encounter, though that doesn’t mean he’s easy. Over eight feet tall, this imposing figure doesn’t bother with much in the way of armor, letting his thick grey fur and imposing muscles form his main defense, though he does wear a few things like bracers and shoulderpads, as well as a heavy leather loincloth. His eyes show a spark of focus beyond the normal berserk rage of most minotaurs, though one might not guess it from how he acts.

Armed with a massive stone sword, though some would call it more like a slab with a handle attacked, Fergus is frighteningly focused in combat. He will pick whatever target he finds most threatening or annoying in the first few moments of the fight, and will relentlessly home in on them, ignoring all others for the most part. Only once they’ve fallen will he do it again, and again, until each foe has been defeated. That said, standing near Fergus even if he isn’t focused on you is a bad idea. Even if you can avoid a stray blow from his cleaving swings, expect your senses to be assaulted from his heavy musk, often having an arousing effect on many female adventurers whether they like it or not, disrupting their focus significantly, and possibly an avenue of defeat by itself if the dungeon has worn them down enough.

First-Time interaction starter pack

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