Jasmine: Get the Chain

Jasmine reaches forward and takes the chain in hand. It feels warm, as though it had been resting by a fireplace. A tingle runs up her hand as she holds it, filling her with energy.

"The Dragon Bone Chain," Feng grins, "holds the power to shackle the soul and **** it to thy will, contorting it within its links."

"Woah, isn't that a bit sinister? Think what you might about me, but I'm not some evil monster!"

"My word! Thou'st made an error in thy judgement. Allow me to elaborate in terms thou shalt understand. By holding the chain, thou can tell people what to do with telepathic messages, unless those actions would cause them harm. Thou can tell people to think a certain thing or do a certain action. The power of dragon-bone will make it so that anyone else witness to the effects of this artifact act as though it is entirely mundane and common-place. Dost thou understand?" Feng regards Jasmine as one would a small child overcoming a simple obstacle.

"Oh, I get it," Jasmine giggles, pointing her finger upwards. "If you used the chain, you could tell people to strip naked and start pleasuring you, and no one else would bat an eyelid! Or you could tell people that running around naked is totally what they do normally and they would just go ahead and get rid of all their clothes. Maybe you could even tell people to pass on the message of what's normal, starting a chain reaction ..."

"Precisely. Dost thou wish for the Dragon Bone Chain, then?"