So, your group of bandits decided it would be a good idea to attack a small village off the beaten path. As far as you knew, there weren't many guards stationed there, and figured you could extort the villagers for gold, going as far to attack some of the farmers and burn down a house. You never expected her. A blast of magic turned one of your group to ash, another was grabbed by skeletons and ripped apart, still yet another was hung by the intestines of the one ripped apart, finally only you were left, Lilith standing over you, fury burning in her eyes. your life flashed before your eyes as you trip and stare up at her, outfit changing. the giggles of her familiars fill your ears as they say "your very soul will be her slave" and "your pain will be forever" they seem almost DELIGHTED for your tortured death. the last thing in your mind was "this was a mistake"
If I were to show up I'd probably ask her if she'd need help. She'd probably say no that she has it covered but I'd still offer.
Then once the situation is taken care of, regardless if I help or not, and all participants are being tortured for eternity I'd off her a back rub to help her calm down/relax and if she really needed it then a rough pounding. Sometimes hard rough sex can really help.
If I were to show up I'd probably ask her if she'd need help. She'd probably say no that she has
If I were to show up I'd probably ask her if she'd need help. She'd probably say no that she has it covered but I'd still offer.
Then once the situation is taken care of, rega++++++rdless if I help or not, and all participants are being tortured for eternity I'd offer her a back rub to help her calm down/relax and if she really needed it then a rough pounding. Sometimes hard rough sex can really help.
If I were to show up I'd probably ask her if she'd need help. She'd probably say no that she has
