Get to know her

"Tell me your name, girl," you order.

"I'm Abby," she replies, now completely under your control.

"And to which god do you pray?" you ask.

"Angelina," she answered.

Angelina is one of the lesser known goddesses. More so than even Anari, her order preaches of chastity and self restraint. All those who worship her are required to adhere to a strict code which forbids doing anything for the purpose of enjoyment. Sex and masturbation especially are prohibited.

"She wouldn't be happy with you, knowing that you're in service to a follower of the dark side, would she?" you ask, amused.

"N- no... I pray that she forgives me," Abby says.

"Come along, Abby. No time for praying now," you beckon, heading further down the catacombs.

"What are you going to do with me, Lord Vader?" she asks, following you.

"You came down here to grind some XP, didn't you?" you ask.

"But, Lord... how am I supposed to do that with my arms bound as they are?" she protests meekly.

"For now, I'm more concerned with what spells you can cast," you say.

"I'm only a level 2. I can cast Sacred Flame and Heal. Detect Evil was just a scroll I found, " she replies.

"Good. I can use those spells," you say.

You decide to check your own stats now:

Name : Lord Vader

Class : Level 3 @%^&* (Evil)

HP : 30/30

MP : 10/10

STR : 3

DEF : 2

Strengths : -10% damage from dark magic

Weaknesses : +10% damage from devine magic

Special abilities : Barter II, Enduring Inventory, Diplomacy II

Damn! What a mediocre level. You hope to Corruptus that future levels have more to offer. Interestingly though, it seems that the game no longer knows quite how to classify you.

No time to ponder it any further as a pair of zombies approaches.

"DOMINATE," you cast and for once it works on the first try.

The zombie on the right suddenly turns on the one on the left. As they exchange blows, a crossbow bolt catches the enemy in the chest. Then Mr. Bones appears and delivers the killing blow with his new mace, taking the zombie's head clean off.

"Wow, Lord Vader. That was amazing," Abby says.

"Indeed. Now, if we should encounter a group of three or more, I want you to concentrate on the closest one with your Sacred Flame. Otherwise, conserve your MP and allow the others to deal with it," you order.

Using such tactics, you are able to dispatch nearly a dozen more assorted undead. With each encounter you make your way deeper and deeper into the winding catacombs. Abby's Sacred Flame seems to be particularly well suited to dispatching the undead, who are naturally terrified of it. Along the way, you manage to loot some light leather armor which you strap on under your robe, adding some much needed DEF to your stats.

In time, you come to an ancient looking passage, which leads down another stairwell. Thick cobwebs stretch from side to the other; a testament to how long it's been since anyone bothered traveling this deep. You feel an unholy chill emanating from within.

Abby struggles in her tight bondage; a look of helplessness on her pale features.

"Lord Vader, I don't think we should go down there," she says, looking down into the utter blackness ahead.