You'll go along with it, but on your terms.

You consider her words as your mind cycles through a series of possibilities as your eyes scan the area for inspiration. You've never had a name before, so you don't really know what a good one looks like-- some adventurers had names like the Human's, while others had names like 'xXxShaD0WBl4DerSeph1rotHxXx' (though your instinct tells you that such people deserve ****). Eventually, you settle on 'Brambleheart'-- She shrugs and inputs it into one of her menus, while forestalling your attempt to append a title to it; apparently, you'll get those naturally later.

"There you go! Now then--" She goes to swipe through some more menus, probably to log out, but you cut her off by grabbing her other wrist. "No. Leave the Avatar out of this. I'll be your... dynamic encounter, or whatever, but I don't want to fuck her, I want to fuck you."

She laughs. "Well, whatever. It's been a while since I fucked a monster, anyway. Just make it quick, you aren't the only one I'm helping." With that, the nude Human turns in her seat, straddling the log and giving you a brief glimpse of her moist sex before leaning over, licking her lips as she engulfs your well-lubricated cock in those fantastically voluptuous breasts of hers.

It's... well. It's hard to stay mad at the bitch when she's sent your dick to paradise, isn't it? Your tip barely sticks out of her cleavage as she strokes you with her tits, occasionally planting small kisses on it, before she stops so that she can put it in her mouth, sucking and swirling her tongue around the head. Your breathing's already becoming ragged and your head's fogging up... how often must that Player do things like this to be so skilled? She's watching you all the while, and seems to be thoroughly enjoying how you squirm under her ministrations.

Focus. With all of the willpower you can still muster, you **** your back straight, grab her shoulders, and shove her off of you, panting and painfully erect. She looks up at you, confused for a moment, but you lunge at her the moment she opens her smug fucking mouth. After a brief tussle, you both fall off the log and into the mud, but you're on top, and you have her arms pinned-- even if she thinks she's some kind of damn God, in this body, right here, right now, you're stronger than her.

"I said... I. Wanted to... fuck you." You gasp as you line yourself up, before slamming your hips into her, muscling your way through the resistance you encounter until you hilt yourself in her cunt. It's kind of gratifying how her face screws up, eyes wide, teeth grit, and hissing in pain. "Ffffffffuck," she finally grits out as you start pumping inside her, "I forgot... new toons... are always... virgins..." That's a nice little nugget of information you file away for later, but for the moment, you pound away at her snatch as if your life depended on it, faster and faster, while burying your face in her tits to alternately suck and bite at her stiff nipples. She tries to say something about how you should slow down, but you're tired of listening to her snake tongue-- it's not that you're lost to reason, so much as the more she tries to reason with you, the more you want to redouble your efforts.

You might have been worried about finishing first and having her mock and humiliate you for failing to satisfy her (which you're pretty sure was her plan, anyway), but apparently she likes it rough-- you manage to hold on to your frenzied hatefuck until you feel her body tense up under you and her pussy clench around you, her cries of orgasm sweet enough to you ears to put you over the edge yourself. Your vision goes white as you dump the biggest load of your life deep inside her, but you keep desperately thrusting through the aftershocks, and you can feel her thrash under you a second and third time before your muscles are spent, and you slowly crawl up the side of the log to your feet.

She's a mess, obviously, naked, covered in muck, and with a stupid grin plastered to her face as her eyes stare blankly out into the middle-distance, but you notice that a window's popped up in front of her. Backwards, so she can read it, obviously, but you've seen enough of them to make it out:

You have fallen ****, and there is no party member to revive you. Re-spawning in town in 10 seconds...

You consider that for a couple seconds, watching the number tick down. You could just leave her, since she said that you'd gain more fame for leaving her alive, but...

No. Fuck her. Fuck her for thinking she's some kind of God. Fuck her for thinking that you're some kind of puppet she can jerk around for her own amusement, and fuck her for treating her Avatar like a disposable toy. The timer's only hit 4 by the time you've retrieved your dagger and delivered the coup-de-grace, replacing the '****' popup with 'Dying' and resetting the timer. With a spark of inspiration, you start channeling your Animate Dead spell-- waste not, right?