Queen's Pawn (Dawn) to D3

Dawn, her hair the color of the rising sun, with a fresh glow upon her face and a toga that clung to her with nipples seeming to be permanently rising, twirled a pair of daggers in her fingers.

Despite the slavers after them, this was but a game. She huffed, "I just want to get back into the sun and enjoy myself." Her eyes wandering over the board, and then over to the advancing knight (Petra) that had gotten up amidst the ranks.

"They had better stop soon.." Daggers spinning faster and faster, a whirl of them in her hands spinning like tops. "Because we'll make them." Voice firm. Upbeat. Deliberate. "Because we'll grind each of them under our heels until they're eunuchs!" Taking steps forwards, valiantly striding towards the center.

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