At least consider it

For a moment time stands still. With one hard shove of this ebony talisman between the pale thighs of the hanging priestess (the demonic idol throbs in your hand with this thought) you could seal the dark bargain and no longer have to worry about anything ever again.

"We'll make you King of this City, more powerful than any general or prince. No one will be able to take what is yours; not the High Rider, not the Lord Marshal not even the High Priestess of Helios herself could tell you what to do."

Losing Lady Sophia's estate to that fucking peacock who never even risked denting his gilded armor in the **** of the city was yet another example of how someone like you is never going to win. Even the capture of the Temple of Athena, and all these lovely virgins and treasure within will last only as long as the great doors are sealed. Once you and your men are back under the control of the Lord Marshal and the aristocrats in his command tent, all bets are off.

With the power promised by this strange artifact, you would finally be in a position where others would have to do what you say for a change. That would be the ultimate rise from your humble beginnings from the squalid slums of Heliopolis, just having an estate would be nice, but not as nice as an entire city? Sensing your willingness to listen, the demon in your head switches tactics.

"What about women?" It asks filling your mind's eye with endless lines of naked chained captives on display for your selection. "You can have as many as you want, any woman at all! Tight young virgins, like Adriana and your pretty blonde bitch, or haughty noblewomen like Sophia to suck your cock?" The demon's ability to look into your darkest desires aids in its seductive narrative. "Imagine having all the Priestesses of Aphrodite at your command, submissive beauties trained all their lives in the sensual arts begging to fuck you," It is a pleasant image, but not as exciting as what is offered next. "Would you prefer the spirited Huntresses of Artemis brought to you in chains? A new man-hating bitch brought to your bed every night for you to crack open and tame."

The voice in your head must realize it has found a weakness. "My people have unlimited power. You can have anyone, Amara herself restored to her chaste condition for you to plunder, maybe the Regent's own daughter to serve as a bed warmer..." The erotic images are more than you can take, but your suspicious nature refuses to let you take any promise at face value.

"How can I believe you can deliver any of this? Who are you, who are these friends of yours?"

To your surprise the beautiful raven-haired High Priestess climbs gracefully to her feet, and rests her delicate hand on your forearm. It is a neutral gesture, but somehow you find in it an erotic promise that is hard to ignore.

"You can trust these powers, Captain." The High Priestess' voice is smooth and rich, and you find it hard to ignore. "I have, and I've received gifts you cannot even imagine."

"Goddess help us!" Exclaims the slender blonde priestess still swinging by her wrists. "Don't listen to her, Captain!" You are not surprised by this woman's determination to sway your opinion, it is after all her virgin cunt that the carved demon seems to want more than anything. With a cruel grin, you take in her naked body standing on her tiptoes. You can't question the demon's taste in women; her pale skin is unblemished, and any man would be tempted by her round breasts, flat belly and most of all, lovely untouched cradle between those milky smooth thighs. The idea of deflowering a priestess of Athena as poised and elegant as this makes your cock twitch.

"What do I have to do?" You ask both the throbbing phallus and the High Priestess who has moved even closer to your side.