Introductory Quest

Lana pulled out a piece of parchment from between her cleavage. "The local magistrate is looking for an adventurer to investigate reports on the road of a group of bandits attacking traders, are you up for the challenge?" She gave a smirk and a wink.

John shrugged, "Is that the best you can do?"

Lana pouted, "Hey! It takes a lot of work to craft these modules. I promise I put in the effort where it counted." She gave a wink.

"Fine, fine, but I better get a reward out of this."

"Some gold and a equipment from the King's Guard armory. A lot better than that beginner's sword I gave you."

John nodded, "For what its worth this is crazy, like I can actually feel the weight of everything and I can smell meat cooking from the kitchen."

"I know, right!" Lana beamed, "Your senses are pretty much one to one with your real world body. Right now if anyone was looking at us it'd be like we are in a trance or something. Time is roughly the same, though I can speed through the boring bits with transitions and things."

"So are you micro managing everything in the scene?"

"No, that'd be impossible. Some people are talented enough to split their attention across multiple characters if they focus properly, but I'm not that skilled yet as a Dungeon Mistress. Normally I'll have to take on the role of the main NPC while the Storyteller fills in for the background characters. It can do most simple things, but it can't carry on complex narratives without flaking. I once tried to negotiate for better pay on items from an NPC and convinced him to sell me his entire story for showing him my tits."

John blushed, they were a bit distracting at the moment as he tried to avoid looking at them.

That just caused Lana to lean over and present them even more. "Are you worried about selling me all your worldy possession's, mighty warrior?" She said batting her eyelashes.

"Sorry... I don't want to make you uncomfortable as my Dungeon Master-"

"Dungeon Mistress," Lana corrected him, "And it's fine." She pulled John's hands onto her breasts. A black X appeared in the corner of John's vision with the word "tap to revoke consent" in bold friendly leters.

"I like to erotic roleplay, and wouldn't have agreed to this if I didn't feel comfortable doing it."

John's face turned redder, "Wow- I- uh... So the Storyteller system-"

"Will always let you opt out if you feel uncomfortable," Lana finished for him. She pulled away and straightened her bodice. "Now you have an adventure to go on, get it done quickly and I might reward you with more than just a squeeze."