The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Kuronue "Kor" Higurashi]

"Old? how old do you think I am?!"

[NPCs]

"Old enough to be old but not so old this'll be a hardship," the second older Eel snickers.

Scowling, the first steps closer, hands balling into fists. "I said; stand the fuck up, put your hands on your head and spread your feet."

[GamesMaster]

That does it; Tsuki breaks off the deep breathing exercises she's been doing and steps between the man and her mother, baring her claws. "Leave my mother alone."

[NPCs]

The Eel merely scoffs, unimpressed by what he sees as a spoiled noble girl having a tantrum. "Bitch, know your place," he growls back at her. "You're just a hint of respectability on our name, nothing more.," His sneer widens, becoming a full leer. "You're not even a breeding bitch; he's already got a stable of outbloods ready to bear 'your' heir."

[GamesMaster]

Tsuki's eyes narrow, her vision filling with red. Quicker than quick, she moves, her claws raking across the man's face. When she returns to her spot, she spits, to show what she thinks of him. 

[NPCs]

"You whore!" he bellows, reeling back with one hand pressing against the flap of skin that used to be a cheek. And, truth be told, he might have shouted 'two door' or even 'what's more' perhaps, as it's rather difficult to understand him at current. His companion's 'fuck you!' is much more decipherable, if not particularly creative. While the injured Eel is focused on his new injury, Mister 'Fuck you' moves in with an oily dagger, clearly intent on gutting Tsuki. He holds the blade well, with experience if not much training, and he's fit but only a touch more than a typical able-bodied adult human.

[GamesMaster]

Tsuki moves unnaturally fast, but not fast enough. He clips her, briefly, and then Kuronue lunges from her chair, interposing herself between them. 

There's a pregnant pause. The three combatants eye each other. And then, Kuronue pulls a devious trick: a high-pitched, desperate scream of "Help!"

[NPCs]

No-one answers of course. Who would, given that security is being done by the Eels themselves? But that doesn't stop the three Eels from reacting on instincts honed by muggings and shake-downs; all three of them instinctively glance towards the flap to the tent. It's only for a few seconds, for the two older ones, but that's a long time in a fight.

[GamesMaster]

Long enough for Tsukikage to grab a wooden chair and slam it over the guy's head. 

[NPCs]

"Fu-accack!" 

Well Tsuki learned something new today; evidently, it's entirely possible to choke on your own mostly severed cheek under the right circumstances. Neat! Also neat is that the smallest, least aggressive Eel seems focused on making sure his supervisor isn't about to bleed out or suffocate. 

Less neat is how the third Eel grabs Kor by the shoulder and yanks her up. "Get on your fucking knees or I slit your bitch's throat," he snarls, eyes wild and burning. Actually burning, if just a little. He must be teifling or ifrit, which... the fuck did he do so wrong he's not being used to marry into a noble family? Before he decided to hold a Cicada widow hostage, obviously.

[Kuronue "Kor" Higurashi]

As Tsuki drops, Kuronue slams her foot down on the guy's instep, following up with a elbow jab to the throat. 

[NPCs]

Again, it's easily seen that the Eels have experience but no training; he anticipates the foot stomp, yanking his limb back, but does so in a way that puts him off balance enough that Kor-- who does have training-- is easily able to take advantage. It's easy enough to shift an elbow jab into a throw, which ends up with her attacker, amusingly, ending up falling face first into the chair her daughter had hit the other guy with.

[GamesMaster]

The fight's over before Tsuki manages to finish getting into a proper kowtow; Kor yanks her daughter roughly to her feet, scowling. "Do not compromise yourself for me again. I am old. My life is nearly done. I would not have you trade yours for my pittance."

"You're not that old," scowls Tsukikage. "Stop it. Let's just get out of here, okay?"

Kor nods, and the two of them slip out of the tent, leaving the chair behind.

[Jassinth]

They're only out of the tent for a minute or so before they spot a newly familiar merikos drow rushing towards them. Falling behind but still game is Shiori's new servant Dan, face red and puffing. 

"Is there still danger?"

[GamesMaster]

"I don't know," puffs Tsuki, "but we need to get out of here right away. I'm leaving. The ceremony is canceled. Where is my sister?"