Sold a rare ingredient...

You accidentally sold a vial of powdered dragon bone... but it was a mistake, not that the Lady forgiving you any time soon...

You were lucky that she hadn't killed you for that or send you to hunt a dragon. On second thought, you noticed that she was taking it far too easy on you for what you'd done.

It was too late to run by the time you found out why she was being nice. The punishment hadn't started yet!

A spell stunned you, then you woke hung from your wrists. The beautiful Morrigan Vight seated in front of you in one of her less modest outfits. "Good... now you owe me for something very rare and very valuable my little witch-boi, I am not the kind to accept coin or penance... I require a more earthly form of repayment..."

You're paralyzed with fear... did she intend on sacrificing you?!!

"I'm going to make a perfect assistant out of you... and we'll be working together for a very long time, so before you ruin this momen with objections."