Your first appointment.

"Not following," you confess, looking suspiciously at the bright green liquid in your goblet that smells vaguely like coffee, "and why are you asking me? I don't think I'm involved in this."

"Oh but you are," Nanny Mara chimes in. "You are integral to our plans right now."

You crane your head forwards and narrow your eyes, still not getting it. Selas sighs and shakes her head. "We're trying to see who you fuck first."

"Right...?" you gawk, scratching your head, "but what does that have to do with your politics?"

Selas waves her hand dismissively at you. "Never mind about that. I can explain it to you later. All you need to know is that you've got four options right now." She holds up her fingers and small fireballs poof into existence above them as she counts. "One, we can go on the defensive and have you fuck Cin. Patriarch Enburr loves his grand-kids, no matter how many generations apart they are. A new one would keep him distracted enough for us to muster our forces and make him start looking at other directions."

"Two, we take the offense and meet with the Gurdracks. Silence has never been in the mortal plane. You show her around, have a nice time, fuck her scales off, and send her back home with an egg to show for it, and we can guarantee an alliance with them."

"Three, I owe Lapti a solid. She had to cover for me when my Mother forbade me from meeting... let's just call them an ex. She's had that over me for the past millennium or so and I think it's time we called it quits."

"And finally, we have Voi. She has a habit of breaking her toys. You won't. If we get you charged up enough. Now, of all those bitches, she's been mommy hungry the longest. So, the sooner we give her what she wants, the more we can leverage out of her."