Speak to the ranger

After having been introduced to everyone, you figured Vaela looked the most interesting. This was a woman you would like to get to know a little better.

You walked up to the ranger and extended your hand.
“Good evening, Vaela. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
The woman looked at your open hand, then looked back at you.
“Evening … man.” She replied in a cold manner.
You raised your eyes in surprise. “Wow, that was cold.”
“Don’t play dumb,” She snapped back. “I know what your motives are for talking to me.”
“Really?” You pondered. “If you know my motives so well, care to explain them then?”
Vaela crossed her arms in front of her chest and started explaining.
“The reason you have started this conversation with me, is because it is your plan to win over my affection. To try and swoop me of my feet and get me into your bed.”
Well, if you had the chance you would certainly try and get her into your bed. So in a way, you couldn’t say she was wrong.
“That is because it’s what every man wants, you are all the same.”
Oh my, she is going into feminist territory now.
“But I can tell you I am not as blind as my companions and you will fail. So you might just as well give up. Try Oxana, she’s a much easier target for you. I’m sure she’ll let you have your way with her and express yourself as the pig you are.”
Ok, now it was personal. All you did was say hello and for some reason that made you a pig. You figured this woman must have had a very troubled past to become this aggressive to men in general.

“I’m sorry you feel that way, miss Vaela.” You said with a sad expression. “If that is what you believe, then you must be a very troubled person.”
Vaela was shocked with your choice of words. “Troubled? Me?”
“I have met many people in my life.” You continued. “With my experiences with them, one of the things I have learned is that not a single person can feel so much anger to anyone or anything for no reason. They experienced something to make them so.
Vaela’s features softened. She didn’t let up her defenses but at least she held back on some aggression. This made you think you were on to something.
“Now, I don’t know you or what you’ve been through. But if I can make an estimated guess. I’d say that, when you were younger, someone may have **** himself on you.”
Vaela’s eyes widened and she instinctively took a step back. So that’s what lay at the origin of her hatred for men.
The ranger stopped looking into your eyes. Instead she tried looking next to your face while she nervously asked her next question. “Why … w-why would you guess something like that?”
“You look rather young.” Was your response to her question. “I’m guessing you’re 19 years of age, 20 perhaps?”
“I am 22.” She said.
“And your hair color betrays your Sylvan heritage. So there is quite a high chance you were raised in the Sylvanian forests.
Absentmindedly, the woman brushed some of her fingers through her green hair.
“I was raised there, yes. Your point?”
“At the beginning of this war, the Sylvanian forest has been the victim of many brutal attacks. I don’t perform in land battles, so I have no idea how soldiers behave in recently conquered territory. But I have heard lots of story’s about them performing war crimes on the civilian populace. Especially on young women of beauty.”
Vaela seemed to waver for a moment. But then she took a deep breath and regain her composure.
“So you think this is the reason I am so hateful towards you. Because I was ****?”
“If my guess is correct, then it would explain a lot. Certainly if it also happened to be your first time. Although I could of course be wrong.” You replied.
“But,” You continued “If I happen to be right about you, then I would like apologize for my gender. **** is not the way intercourse should be experiences, it is how it should never be experienced. Though, if you are curious to find out how it should feel like, caring and gentle, I would be willing to be your guide in this.”