Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-28358106-20170124152251

"So, are you, like, a queen of the underworld, or something? If you hate it so much, why are you here?" Hex leans on her elbow.

"Welllll..." Cyndwella says, "I don't really hate it. Hate's a strong word.  It's not bad for a town, and Marcus is...nice.  I just like being a bitch, hehehe.  But I'm here because there's something linked to this place that I have to fix.  The problem is, I have no idea what.  I've saved the Dwarves.  I've put a friend of mine at peace.  Beyond that, I have no fucking clue what I'm doing here and I want to go home."

She sits up and leans on her elbow. "And yeah, I am a queen. One of the four queens favored by the baddest, most powerful Dark Lord in existence.  Well...only three queens, now..." she adds softly.

"Wow. You got it rough for a queen.  Most queens I know spend their time either being all queeny or having endless sex," Hex eats the last of the peanuts.

Cyndwella notices. "You hungry, short stack?"

"...yes..." Hex says, embarrassed.

"HEY! One plate of your best scratch!" Cyndwella snaps her fingers at the passing Succubus, who giggles and trots off to fill the order.

Hex smiles and blushes. "You really are a kind person, you know that?"

"Yeah. But don't fucking tell anyone or I'll stick an elephant dildo in you and lick you like a loli lollipop."

They both burst into laughter.