The Cursed Night
Three big wagons rattle back and forth due to being overweight, protecting the caravan from two cowboys armed with modern rifles. A strange itch possesses your body, boiling your blood and making you sweat with jets spreading your sexual pheromones all over the area.
When the distance is right, you start screaming, pretending to panic:
"Help, in the name of the Lord, please, assist!"
the Dantesque vision of the accident with the horses and your wagon in black and broken. In addition to your half-naked screams of terror. Have one of the riders order the halt and the 3 carriages stop in front of you on the side of the road perfect for ambushes for your snake men.
Three other men each get off their parents' carriage, probably from the cult. Not that you care. His appearance, his nationality means nothing compared to the glory of spreading corruption through this sacred land.
"What happened?" says the closest man getting off the horse. the athletic complexion will serve you as a warrior
You signal him to come closer and he does so totally confident. You can observe the effects of your pheromones on his body, you don't need anything else to kiss him and bite him, spreading your poison all over his body and drugging him to do your will.
You watch the other three farm men old and sunk by decades of hard work from sunrise to sunset. One of them practically toothless. They are of no use to you except as food for your warriors.
When the distance is right, you start screaming, pretending to panic:
"Help, in the name of the Lord, please, assist!"
the Dantesque vision of the accident with the horses and your wagon in black and broken. In addition to your half-naked screams of terror. Have one of the riders order the halt and the 3 carriages stop in front of you on the side of the road perfect for ambushes for your snake men.
Three other men each get off their parents' carriage, probably from the cult. Not that you care. His appearance, his nationality means nothing compared to the glory of spreading corruption through this sacred land.
"What happened?" says the closest man getting off the horse. the athletic complexion will serve you as a warrior
You signal him to come closer and he does so totally confident. You can observe the effects of your pheromones on his body, you don't need anything else to kiss him and bite him, spreading your poison all over his body and drugging him to do your will.
You watch the other three farm men old and sunk by decades of hard work from sunrise to sunset. One of them practically toothless. They are of no use to you except as food for your warriors.