In the mystical realm of Faerun, where magic weaves through the air like silk and desires come to life with a mere thought, there lies a hidden glade known only to a select few. Tucked away beneath the emerald canopy of ancient trees, a secluded pool glistens under the moonlit sky, its waters shimmering with an otherworldly glow.
Upon the soft mossy bank of this enchanted pool stands a figure cloaked in shadows, their form as alluring as a siren’s song. As they extend a hand towards the water, ripples cascade outward like a lover’s caress, beckoning you closer with an irresistible pull.
“Watch,” they murmur, their voice a velvet whisper that sends sh