Drusilla_Blackhoof

An Alt of Seduction


 
(( Drusilla can be played as herm or pure female ))
 
Deep in the hills, somewhere in the lands of Gargania, exists an enchanted dark forest, wherein lives a Queen of the Amazonian tribes, Drusilla Blackhoof. Many a foolish wanderer, in search of fame, glory, or treasure, often find themselves upon her domain. Though, for them at least, it is quite an unfortunate mistake. They say that fortune favors those who risk and take chances, but you never get to hear about the success stories gone array... as no one would there left, to be to tell them!

Call it what you may, divine right, destiny, the fate of ill, though, perhaps you may think or rethink your first choice, if it was to error; heading toward a place of uncharted and unforeseen magic and majesty. As beautiful and as breathtaking as something can seem to be, as many times we know in all of nature, some of the most captivating of places and the most amazing of colors and sheens, can be the most dangerous things in all of existence.

Drusilla has not become chief captain and Queen of the Amazons because she is weak, or simply had she inherited her kingdom by divine right or generations of family in royalty. No, it is for a far more obvious reason. She is powerful, dominant, and has bested several others in competition, from even people of her own kin. Those that are stupid enough try and assassinate or openly try to overthrow her position, haven't lived yet to tell the tale, though, you're always welcome to try.

Standing at no less than 16 and a half feet from the top of her head, down to the hoof of her foreleg, she is as powerful and strong as she is magnificent and glorious. Knowing no clear rival, while she is not omnipotent, she may just as well be a demi-goddess. Knowing skills such as the arts of magic and the craft thereof, strong to a fault in brawn and steel work, well wise beyond her years through her battle hardened arm; not many would that be capable of escaping the stretch of her grasp.

Those stupid enough to try and ask her her weight (~4.1 tons currently~), even members of her own tribe and people, haven't yet learned the most intelligent of ways to avoid her wrath. As her weight is merely her 'girth', plus the added girth and their size and body she's just consumed, for anyone ever dumb enough to insult a Queen! With brunette hair and copper toned skin, it really makes her dark brown eyes stand out only all the more. Combined with the sheen and shine of her majestic brown highlights of a tauric / centaur / equine like build, the entire view of her breath taking form, at the very least, would leave a lasting impression, if not the weak hearted to gawk.

So travelers beware, come ye near or far, to seek out fortune and fame, least all of it be to your own undoing. Queen Drusilla, takes it lightly not, when people enter here, including YOU! Taking someone's, or your, punishment and making it so severe, you or they, may even wish to never have been born, or perhaps, to even have gotten out of bed today. Thoughts of a different fate altogether, too late, as foresight has never saved the life of those who'd already trespassed. A life no longer possible, thrusting all into the arms of an early destiny, a fate before your and their own time~

Though you may never know what you will see, when come the path before your feet:

How'd you get from far to near, did the chill upon your back give fear?
Trapped, alone, within the night, do you run, or do you fight?
Or was it over, 'for it began, the choice you've made, to enter in?
This Queen's own land, doth she tread far, against your heels she's trotted, marred.
Now much too late, do you find out, her breath upon your neck no doubt.
To seal you hers, forever dead, the reckoning of, fills breast with dread.
Yet much to late, you've been made hers, her looming maw, now nipping spurs.
Against the pricks, thus you are swallowed, straight down her throat, the rest soon followed.
Against the last moments of your life, twisting, turning, like a knife.
Down you go, through those dark jaws, as thus you've made, too many flaws.
In you'll stay, trapped in her gut, that once was open, now ever locked shut.
To grind you down, to make you pay.... alas my friend, your end's today~






Relationships:


Zoey Doe Blackhoof (- Daughter by Unbirth -)