The Dragonness.

Over the course of the next week, you spend your nights picking up some women at bars and clubs, all made incredibly easier thanks to Selas' influence and "suggestions", charging yourself up with orgasmic energy, to the point where Selas has to be physically restrained when you return home one night. "Come on! He's glowing brighter than the Gates! Just let me have a little bit! I'm pregnant! I need it for the baby!" With her kicking and screaming and flailing wildly, her retainers managed to drag her away from you, reminding her that you needed this charge for her plans.

Fortunately, when the Gurdrack Clan's representatives showed up, she's managed to compose herself enough to greet them. They arrived with a bolt of lightning in the summoning room, which made you furrow your brow, seeing as it's inside your home and your ceiling is spotless. As the smoke clears, you can make out three figures standing in the middle of the circle. The first is hunched over in a low stoop, with a long staff in their hand and a robe with the hood over their head.

The second stands tall and straight, an arm tucked behind their back, wearing a metallic, well-used armor, and an axe hanging off their hip. Their blue sleek and scaled head comes to a large reptilian mouth, which curls into a sneer.

The third is slightly shorter than them, but with a crest on it's head and it's also wearing armor, but it seems more ornamental and ceremonial instead of practical. Their skin is lighter than the others, and it looks around with a sort of youthful enthusiasm or curiosity. Of the three, this one definitely looks more human than reptile, but when they smile, and you see the rows and rows of razor sharp teeth, your goosebumps make themselves known.

"Lady Weyt, Battle-Master Reemaw, and Miss Shree. My Mistress welcomes you to the mortal realm," Nanny Mara says, with a polite curtsy, "We hope your journey was a pleasant one."

"Well enough," the one with the staff replies, with a raspy voice that sounds older than time. "It has been too long since we have had occasion to visit and chat."

"Let us be done with these forced 'pleasantries', Lusandar," the one with the axe growls in deep bassy tones, narrowing their eyes at Selas. You catch the slight shift in their eyes as they very quickly look at Selas' stomach, and then to you. Their lip raises into a snarl and they stalk over to you, before standing at a full head's height higher than you. "A human," he scoffs, dismissing you with a head turn. "You chose a human, succubus, over my cousin? And you would have that my niece bear it's spawn?"

His hand flashes out and grabs you by the throat. It lifts you up easily and the axe gets pulled back, ready to strike. "Why shouldn't I just kill this thing and then the rest of it's pathetic kind?"