(A Silver and Zero production) Plaything

[Maero]

"Your life!" The Nymph hissed, seemingly unafraid of the wounded orc. The Master was a dominant force, he needed to dominate this nymph somehow. Either way he tried it, through pain, pleasure, bribes, it would require for him to do more than talk. She wasnt budging in the way of conversation. She was an evil being who had resided in safety for centuries, and was entirely unused to being helpless or even feeling pain. She was fearless...Unless fear was taught to her.