The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[NPCs]

"Shisou?" Zevran blurts out, stunned by their counteroffer.

Dau also looks puzzled, though far less emotional about it. "Please explain."

[Shisou]

"It's j-j-j-just.... wh-where I'm f-f-f-from. T-t-t-touk-k-k-ami? Th-they... they b-b-b-b-ase e-e-e-e-very-th-thing on your b-b-b-b-lood-l-l-line. If I w-w-w-w-were t-t-t-to b-b-b-be-c-c-come p-p-p-p-preg-gg-nant w-w-w-with R-r-r-rap-lin's Tief--- N-n-neutr-rois?" he asks, glancing at Dao for an affirmative nod. "Th-then, I w-w-w-would b-b-b-be th-the h-h-h-head o-o-of a n-n-n-new f-f-f-fami-l-ly. A-a-all m-my s-s-s-erv-v-v-ants w-w-w-would w-w-w-wor-shi-p R-r-r-apli-n. And m-m-m-many o-f-ff m-m-my i-is-lan-d-d-ders. It w-w-w-would b-b-b-bring m-m-m-m-more g-g-g-g-lory t-t-t-to H-h-h-his N-n-na-name."

[Zevran]

"Shisou..." Zevran runs a hand through his hair, looking uncomfortable, worried and supportive all. "That is... a big thing to take on. A child. Even-- even under normal... But... Are you really sure you would wish to..?"

[Shisou]

"I w-w-w-w-would l-l-l-lose my p-p-p-powers. A-a-and. It w-w--would b-b--be..... b-b-b-b-but I d-d-d-do w-w-w-ant ch-child-d-d-ren. A-a--and. I d-d-d-don't kn-know wh-where e-e-e-else t-t-t-to g-g-g-o. I w-w-ww-as t-t-t-told t-t-t-o t-t-t-take one o-o-of the g-g-g-g-irls and c-c-c-come h-h-h-home t-t-t-to b-b-b-bring g-g--g-glory t-t-t-to m-m-m-my f-f-f-family. Th-they w-w-w-woudl t-t-t-take me if I w-w-w-w-ere p-reg-g-g-nant."

[NPCs]

"Raplin does not wish for glory," Dau puts in. "Nor could He create a child with you. He is a tree."

[Shisou]

Shisou bows his head. "O-o-o-h. I'm s-s-s-s-s-sorry t-t-t-to of-f-f-f-fend." 

[NPCs]

"We are not offended? You were mistaken. We have informed you of this and now you are no longer mistaken in your understanding. We are pleased to have been able to do this." Dau bows slightly, leaves rustling faintly as he does so. "Would a grandchild provide similar protection and support to your ability to nurture and protect the seedling?"

[Shisou]

"y-y-y-y-es? I-i-i-s th-that p-p-p-p-oss-s-s-sibbb-b-le?"

[NPCs]

"Yes." When Zevran coughs softly, Dau seems to recall the relevant social convention. "Ah. Yes, by way of my younger Sister Maeve. She is the youngest Daughter, and Father's attempt to understand the sexual and breeding drives of flesh beings."

[Shisou]

Shisou colors. "S-s-s-so I w-w-w--wwould h-h-h-ave t-t-t--to h-h-h-have s-s-s-sex w-w-w-with her?"

[Zevran]

Zevran leans in to murmur in Shisou's ear. "Having met the Daughter in question, t'will be no hardship I suspect." He certainly never seemed to be put off by Bull being larger than him, nor did she flinch at the idea of becoming a being of flesh and plant both, so I would not think laying with one such to be a problem.

[Shisou]

Shisou nods slowly. "A-a--alright. Only.... can z-z-z-ev c-c-c--come w-w-w-w-ith m-me? I was.... recent--t-tly.... it would b-b-b-b-b-e be-t-t-ter if.... f-f-f-f-or s-s-s-afety."

[NPCs]

"Maeve will not harm you." Dau hums briefly. "Unless requested."

[Shisou]

Shisou glances at Zevran again, a silent plea in the youth's eyes. 

[Zevran]

Zevran slips around to kneel in front of Shisou, eyes grave and somber. "Do you just want company in this, or are you... more asking for me to supervise you?"