Olana the World-Breaker.

Olana doffs her iron helm and casually drops it. It strikes the floor with the weight of a boulder, and the weapons mounted on the walls rattle from the impact.

It's a reminder of her incredible physical strength. Olana is seven feet tall, with brown skin, thick dark hair, and a broad, powerful build. Her jaw is square as a brick; her limbs are heavy with muscle. The armies she marched with never needed siege weapons. She tore down fortifications with her bare hands.

She shrugs out of her chainmail and undergarments, revealing smooth brown skin, strong thighs, breasts with wide dark nipples. Her brown eyes are deep, and as they meet yours, you see lust and amusement in them.

"You were always my match on the battlefield," she says. "I hope you will perform as well in my bedchamber."