an African cleric

During the last stages of the war, your army sacked a temple belonging to your enemy. They were a very religious people, your adversary's. You knew that as long as they had their faith, they would never stop fighting. Even when their king had surrendered, rebels would take up the cause and continue the war. Only when you broke their spirits would they truly surrender, and for that you had to destroy their god.

The temple you had invaded was not just any temple, but their main sanctuary. Everything about their gods strengths and weaknesses should be here. Amongst the captives were the faithful priests and clerics. You personally threatened to kill them lest they offered you their gods greatest weakness. Many of them resisted, so many of them died. That was, until you met this one cleric. He was tall, in good shape, and had an interesting ebony colored skin. You had not seen many people of African descent in your life, but this one was certainly the most handsome of his race you had ever laid eyes upon.

This cleric had an interesting offer to make. He would readily supply you with any and all information you needed to destroy the god he was sworn to serve, but under one condition. He wanted to enjoy your body.

At first you were repulsed by this. A Caucasian woman like yourself getting it on with that kind of man? But eventually, you considered it was a small price to pay. In fact, nobody would even have to know you let him make love to you. While everybody could learn of your deed as a god-killer.

You accepted his request. He in turn promised he would bring you an item. In the meantime, he suggested you to rest in the high priests room. It was after all the most luxurious room in the temple.

You entertained yourself by rummaging through the high priests belongings, perhaps you could find something interesting yourself. After about an hour, the cleric returned, bringing with him the item that would reveal the weakness to his god.