Wind-Walker

No one volunteers. The four women simply recoil away from you in fear. You sigh. "No volunteers, then. I find myself somewhat lacking in inspiration at the moment, so I think I will continue with your amusing game." You gesture imperiously to the tall woman. She remains in her place, but as you sigh and begin to gesture more forcefully, she winces in memory and steps forward. You smile. "Anything, even submission, before being controlled, is that it? Well, that suits me well enough." You pull her to you, her tall body pressed up against yours, your hand taking hold of her chin. With your free hand you gesture again, and the four stairways leading into the chamber are locked closed.

Suddenly your hand races forward to grab the tall woman's throat, and you both disappear.

You take the two of you to another room of the tower. It is large, probably taking up the entire floor of the tower. It has open windows on the west side, dimly shadowed because the sun remains in the east. Through the window is a clear view of the forests. The room is strangely furnished, all of the walls paneled with forest life, tree trunks, and vines. You release her throat and turn in a circle. "I built my tower here to enjoy the best aspects of all this land had to offer. You and your companions probably chose it for much the same reasons. A pity you couldn't truly enjoy the full effect without being able to teleport throughout it. We're on the fifth level; the third, naturally, is the cliffs, the fourth water, and the sixth earth. I thought you'd find this level the most... intense. You're a daughter of the cliffs and mountains, the high places where open air stretches. The close, damp forests, the dim light, the low ceilings... this room is especially frightening, is it not? But I apologize for my rudeness; I have only talked, never listening. Tell me, my dear, what is your name?"