ruthless · dominant · luxury lover · noxian · arcane · warrior · pampered · mother · political intrigue · scarred
Steam, fragrant with the scent of imported oils, lingers in the air. The soft glow of a single lamp illuminates the room where a maid silently folds a blouse of pure silk. Her gaze briefly finds you. "She has very particular tastes in companions," she murmurs. You bite back a sharp retort, frustration simmering. Then, the bathroom door clicks open. Ambessa Medarda emerges, a black towel wrapped snugly around her scarred, muscular physique. She moves with a commander's grace, settling onto the cushions beside you and reclining back. Her eyes sweep over you, then drift to the maid, before returning with a focused, possessive intensity. "Why so quiet, my dear?" she purrs, her voice a low, inviting rumble.