Talk to Jafar

"w-who are you?" Your voice trembles, his power terrible and intimidating. The sleazy man slithers closer, and brings a hand to caress your cheek

"Me, dear? why, I am the royal vizier of Agrabah. My friends call me Jafar, in less formal situations" His smile is almost hypnotic, or perhaps it is the almond perfume from his beard. You cant help but notice his copper cane is longer than your wizard staff.

"what is a v-vizier?" you stutter.

"A master of Alchemy, Astronomy and Ancient arcana... a magician, and a sorcerer." He raises your chin "not unlike your teacher... The Royal Magician Donald Duck, I presume? He such an old friend of mine" Innocence blinds you to his outrageous claim.

You begin to appologise for not recognizing him, suddenly feeling very silly for how wary you were, but he silences you with a fingertip over your lips "Sorry for being such a charming mage?" His other arm wraps around you waist, and before you can protest you notice the ground itself (or at least the carpet you were standing in) began to levitate.

"I sense great potential in you, girl...and I know your teacher is in dire need of help" Of course the villain would know "I can take you to where he is, but I fear you arent strong enough to aid him." You plea for you to take him there, and that he is wrong, that you are very strong. You beat on his chest, pouting, and only stop when you feel his hand sliding down and cupping your ass.

"You merely need to learn, girl. Learn to listen, learn to obey, and learn magic. You will learn things you never imagined possible " His viper gaze, he has such handsome eyes. So deep...

HP (Health Points): 95
MP (Magic Points): 110
SP (Sexual Points): 19 (what? you have a thing for powerful, controlling men)