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Chapter 2 by TheLeherengin TheLeherengin

Shall we?

The Women

A group of women stand behind the Guardian and he turns and gestures for the first one to come forward.

She is a tall tanned woman, nearly 7 feet with a toned muscular body, barely concealed beneath a simple fur loincloth and a hide bra that barely constrains a pair of grapefruit sized breasts, with a curly mane of bright red hair that falls to her shoulders. Her eyes are an icy blue and she scans the space around her, trying seemingly to spot the invisible voices. She hefts a heavy looking two handed bearded axe onto her shoulder.

"I am Moirin Uí Cuiart. Once a warrior, now an avenger. My band including my husband, Tiernán Ó Cuiart, was slaughtered by a monster. I have spent years searching for the creature to get my ****, but I have been unable to locate it. In desperation I have come here. I will conquer this Tower and have it deliver to me the creature which I fear no longer exists in the realm I was born in," she explains and then noticeably bites her ruby lips as she looks uncertain, "I am not used to... prostrating myself before another. Even the leader of my band who I was utterly loyal to treated me as an equal and my husband was my partner, but..." she drops down on one knee and lays her axe down, "I plead with you now. Please, give me this chance. I have nothing else," she begs, head down. She remains there kneeling, silent, waiting for judgment before the Guardian ushers her back into line.

The next one to come out is clearly not human. Light pink skin, completely uncovered by any clothing. A thick, full body with rounded hips and ass, a toned stomach, large basketball sized breasts that nevertheless stand perky on her frame. Darker pink nipples with black shiny ring piercings connected by a simple chain. A swollen, dripping wet, dark pink cunt with a barbell clit piercing, these are the things you notice immediately before even fully taking her in. She stands at 5'9, but with a pair of nearly half a foot long ram horns curling up from her forehead through straightened, ass length navy blue hair dotted with what almost seems to be glitter. Her eyes are a deep red and look directly at you through whatever strange magic serves as a camera in this situation. She blows a kiss and then runs her dark pink tongue over her blue painted lips. A pair of black bat wings spread out behind her and a spade tipped pink tail wraps suggestively around her right thigh.

"Let's get this out of the way, I'm a succubus. My name is Lyssa. Most who come here have some high minded reason or necessity, but I'm only here to gain power. Specifically enough power to overthrow the current leader of my world. A horrid tyrant rules my world and I would gain the power to overthrow her and free my world. While I don't know if you'll support me, I will add that I see little issue with overcoming this Tower. I am a creature who's power comes from sex and lust and from what I understand the Tower's main threat is sexual threat. You can't **** the willing so I can't imagine I have much to fear from this Tower," she explains and then winks, "plus of course you'll get to watch and enjoy as I fuck my way through all the threats in my path," she adds and is then ushered back into line for the next one to come forth.

The next one to come forth is a small figure. She's only about a foot tall with small green butterfly wings, light blue hair in a chin length bob. She's wearing a simple red sundress and has a magic book in a small cage on her hip. The book relatively sized for her. She has small breasts, even relative to her size, barely visible nubs beneath her dress and is wearing no foot covering.

"My name is Twyl Snowleaf and I'm a fairy!" she says excitedly. "It's a pleasure to meet you and I look forward to hopefully working with you," she says and then jumps up, her wings fluttering as she floats in the air, "I may be small, but don't underestimate me. I'm an evoker, master of fire, ice and lightning!" she declares excitedly. "I don't need to be big when I can make the elements do my bidding!" she says excitedly and summons a fireball into her left hand as an example. She snuffs out the fireball and then lands again, "I... Intend to enter the Tower to..." she hesitates and then sighs, "I'm not sure. I don't know how the Tower can help me really, but I hope it can," she says. "My people, the fairies lived in a place called the forest of Little Lights. We were happy there, but then the humans started to invade. We weren't fighters, not then at least and while we did what we could, they easily defeated us and took the forest for their own and devastated it in their quest for resources and magic. We were **** away. We adapted or so we thought and mixed with other races including the humans. **** from our home we didn't have another choice. Outside the forest though we're... Dying. We don't know why, but we used to be immortal. We lived forever, but Fairies specifically those elders from the forest who used to be our leaders have started dying. We can't reproduce! If we don't stop this, we'll cease to exist entirely! I don't know how the Tower can help. The humans destroyed the forest so, going back isn't an option anyway, but I want to save my species. I want..." she shakes her head and then shivers, "I don't want to die," she admits to her own selfish fear before stepping back into line.

The next person to come out is a thin, wiry woman. She's short, but after Twyl she seems like a giant. She's 5'2 and as she approaches she slips off a pair of wooden sandals and gets down on her knees, resting her head on the ground. Her face is covered by a kitsune mask. She has black hair tied in a bun with a hairpin pushed through the bun. She's wearing a black short skirted leather dress. She's wearing a fishnet bodysuit underneath, visible covering her arms and legs. Her hands are covered with black silk gloves and she has a belt with a number of pouches on it. A kusarigama is held in her left hand and placed down beside her as she bows. She also has a sword on her right side hip. She has average breasts, though it's obvious something is restraining them beneath the leather dress and they are potentially larger than they seem.

She speaks while remaining with her head down. "My name is Nawa Take. I am a member of the Emperor's Claws. We are an order who serve as Assassins and enforcers for the Imperial family. I... failed in a mission and my failure caused the **** of some of my sisters and brothers in the order. I was told that this was the only way I could atone for my mistake. I should challenge this Tower and either die heroically in pursuit of my atonement or succeed and bring back something of value for the order to prove my competence. If I am not accepted I will be required to atone in... A more final way," she says and then raises her head. "I am not afraid to die, especially if it means atoning, but I would prefer to continue to serve the order so I respectfully ask that you accept me so I can succeed and continue to serve," she requests and then is ushered back into line.

The last woman is a red scaled dragon-kin Kobold woman. She is 3 ft tall with tiny horns going back from her head. She is wearing a dust covered brown vest with various tools sticking out of the pockets and a pair of black tight shorts. She has small breasts, roughly tennis ball sized and amethyst eyes. "Me Yip!" she says in a quick clipped voice, "Dragon Mistress Aranthia, The Great Worm, Devourer of Mortals, she who rains fire bid me come," she explains. "Yip accidentally break big crystal. Mistress very angry, demand Yip bring back great treasure or else!" she clarifies. "Yip very skilled, alchemist, blacksmith, cook, Miner! Need done, Yip do!" she explains excitedly and then simply stands there until ushered back into the group.

(Below you will find character sheets of each of the potential characters that will give you a better understanding of them then the more story oriented introductions above. A quick explanation of the sheet will also be provided here

Name: (The Character's name)

Age: (The Character's Age. Apparent and actual if necessary)

Race: (The Character's Race. Won't actually have much mechanical effect if any)

Class: (The Character's Class, generally gives some idea of how they will deal with the tower)

Equipment: (All weapons, armor and extra inventory the character brings with them)

Spells known: (Some characters will know spells. Certain spells have special rules, but in general spells can be cast immediately, but casting spells drains the character making it impossible to cast too many spells without a rest in between)

Reason for entering the tower: (Their goal in entering the tower)

Sexual Experience: (How much sexual experience they have prior to entering the tower and if they are a virgin. Virgin in this case means they have undergone no penetrative sexual experience)

Combat: (A rating of how well they will do in single combat with an enemy)

Intelligence: (How good they are at figuring out stuff and how aware they are of their surroundings, also generally their skill with magic)

Resourcefulness: (How prepared they are and how quickly they can react to new situations)

Guidance Required: (How much they will rely on the voices telling them what to do, essentially the higher this is the less they are likely to think for themselves)

Obedience: (How likely they are to follow guidance, while the character will almost never disobey an order, they may choose to interpret an order slightly different than intended if their obedience is low)

Overall Difficulty: (What are the odds they will make it through the tower))

Who will the Voices choose?

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