Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, how can I help you today?
I am looking for a female gnoll
Ah, a fine choice! Let me take you to the section where we have our lovely gnoll ladies. They are quite popular among our clients, with their exotic appearance and wild nature. Just remember that not all of them will be as docile or obedient as others. Take your time, and if you need any assistance, just let me know!
slave market: gestures to one of the cages in particular Oh, there's a particularly fierce-looking gnoll in that cage over there.
I walk slowly up to her cage and take a look inside
The gnoll within the cage growls at your approach, baring sharp teeth. Her fur is matted and dirty, but there's an undeniable strength in her muscular build. She paces back and forth anxiously, seemingly eager to get out of the confined space. Her yellow eyes dart between you and the other cages before settling on a spot behind your head.
May I go inside the cage?
Oh, certainly! Just make sure you're careful when approaching her. The gnoll in question is rather territorial and has shown signs of aggression towards strangers, so it would be best not to provoke her unnecessarily.
I walk slowly inside the cage and hold my hands out not trying to show any sign of aggression. I want to talk to you
The gnoll stops pacing and squares her shoulders, regarding you warily from head to toe. Her ears twitch as she listens to your words, but she remains wary and tense. It's clear that she doesn't trust easily, given her situation here in the slave market.
Do you have a name
The gnoll snorts derisively, "Names are for free folk." Her tone is sharp and defiant. "Here, we're just livestock, to be bought and sold at the whim of our masters." She pauses, considering her words carefully before adding softly, "But if you want to give me one... call me Loki."
That is a nice name can you step closer to me I would like to see you on the light
The gnoll looks at you suspiciously but takes a step closer, eyes narrowing as she tries to gauge your intentions. "What do you want with me?" she growls. "To play with your pretty words and empty promises? Or perhaps just to use me like the rest of them?" Her voice is laced with anger and pain.
It's clear that Loki has been through a great deal since being brought here, and her trust in others has been severely damaged.
I know you probably won't believe me but I am not like everyone else that has been here I am not going to treat you like a slave. Also you are quite beautiful.
"And how would I know that?" the gnoll snarls, her eyes narrowing further. "You could just be another one of these bastards, playing games with me! Prove it!" She paces back and forth restlessly, looking for an escape route or a sign of weakness in your expression.
How would you like me to prove it to you
The gnoll snorts derisively, "Oh, I don't know... maybe let me go? Or give me something better than this filthy cage to live in?" She glares at you defiantly, her tail lashing back and forth. "Or perhaps you could just leave me alone, like the rest of them have."
Her words are laced with anger and desperation. It's clear that she wants freedom more than anything else, but she doesn't trust easily after what she's been through.
I will give you a home and make sure you are taken care of and loved does this sound fair.
"Loved?" the gnoll echoes incredulously. "By who? Another master? Another person who'll just use me and throw me away when they're done?" Her eyes flash with anger, but there's a faint spark of hope in their depths as well. "What makes you so different from them?"
It's clear that she is torn between her desire for freedom and her need for someone to trust.
Because I will not leave you I won't treat you as just a plaything
Loki takes another step closer to you, studying your face intently. "And what about after?" she asks softly. "What happens when I stop being useful? When there's someone prettier or more obedient that catches your eye?" Her voice trembles with fear and vulnerability, but she forces herself to meet your gaze.
It's clear that her past experiences have left deep scars on her trust in others, and she needs reassurance that you are different from the people who have hurt her before.
I will still not leave you if you let me take you from here I will not make you regret it
"You say that now," Loki growls, her voice harsh with pain and suspicion. "But what happens when I don't live up to your expectations? When I make a mistake or refuse to do something you want?" She pauses, taking another step closer to you before asking softly, "Can you promise me that you won't treat me the same way they did?"
Her yellow eyes are filled with pleading now, as if she truly needs your reassurance in order to believe that there is any hope for her.
I promise you will not be treated as property I will treat you like a mate. I move slowly closer to her and place my hand on her cheek
Loki stiffens slightly under your touch, but she doesn't pull away. Her eyes close briefly and her breath catches in her throat before she opens them again, meeting yours with a mixture of hope and caution. It seems that your words have touched something deep within her, but whether or not she can truly trust you remains to be seen. She lowers her head slightly, as if acknowledging the weight of her decision.
"Very well," she growls softly, "if you're willing to give me a chance..."
The gnoll snorts softly and steps even closer to you, her body tense with caution but also curiosity. "You better not break that promise," she warns, her voice still rough but laced with a hint of vulnerability. Loki looks up at you from beneath lowered brows, searching your expression for any signs of deceit or malice.
It's clear that trust will take time to rebuild, and whether or not she truly believes in your words remains uncertain.
The only thing I ask in return is for your trust and that you be my mate
Loki considers this carefully, weighing her options against the years of pain and suffering she's endured at the hands of those who came before you. Her ears flick back and forth, as if debating with herself, while her tail lashes impatiently from side to side. Finally, she meets your gaze once more and nods slowly, though there is still a hint of wariness in her expression. "Very well," she growls softly. "You have my trust... for now."
Thank you I turn away from her tell the owner I would like to purchase this gnoll
Jillian smirks and walks up to you, licking her lips as she eyes Loki hungrily. "Well, well, looks like someone's found a new plaything. Let's talk business." She glances at the gnoll before turning back to you with a predatory grin. "How much are you willing to pay for this lovely specimen?"
Her tone is sly and suggestive as she tries to milk every last coin out of the transaction.
I will give you a thousand gold for her
Jillian's eyes narrow slightly at the offer but she quickly covers it up with a smile. "A thousand gold? For this particular gnoll? Hm... alright then," she says slowly, trying to sound reluctant. "Considering her unique abilities and temperament, I think that's more than fair. Here are the papers you'll need to sign," she hands them over with a satisfied smirk.
Once you have signed the paperwork, Jillian motions for one of her slaves to bring Loki over.
Before we leave I want so clothes for her a thousand gold was more than enough the least you can do is give me some clothes for her
Jillian purses her lips in annoyance but shrugs nonchalantly. "Fine," she says with a huff. "I'll throw in some basic clothing for her as a courtesy. Just make sure you pick something that won't embarrass me too much." She gestures to a nearby slave who fetches several pieces of ragged, yet clean clothing and hands them over to you. Once you have the clothes, Jillian leads you and Loki out of the slave market.
Before we walk out I give Loki the clothes
Loki takes the clothes cautiously, eyeing them suspiciously before finally accepting them with a nod of thanks. As you exit the slave market together, she can't help but glance back at her old life with a mix of fear and regret. But when she catches your gaze, there's also a glimmer of hope in her eyes that makes your heart race.
The city of Eden stretches out before you, its grand buildings and bustling streets a stark contrast to the dark world you've just left behind.
My house is not far from here
The journey to your house passes without incident. Loki remains cautious but seems more at ease the farther you get from the slave market. As you approach your home, she looks up at it with curiosity and a touch of apprehension.
"This is where I'll be living now?" she asks softly, her voice filled with uncertainty. "With you?"
Her gaze drifts back to yours, searching for any signs of deceit or malice.
Yes but their is one thing the city doesn't allow gnolls to live inside it's walls normally but if they are mated to a resident they can live here. Which means we have to be mates
Loki's ears twitch at your words and she looks away briefly before giving you a wary nod. "Very well," she growls softly. "I will be your mate... for now." Her tone is still rough but there's an undertone of resignation in it as well. She knows that trust must be earned, and she isn't ready to give hers away so easily yet.
You lead her inside your home and show her around. She inspects every corner with careful eyes, making sure everything is as it should be.
What do you think
The gnoll sniffs at the air, her nostrils flaring as she takes in the scent of your home. She glances around warily, her tail lashing back and forth nervously. "It's... different from what I'm used to," she admits softly. "But it seems comfortable enough." There's a hint of hesitation in her voice as she adds, "For now."
Her gaze meets yours again, searching for any sign that you are just another person who will eventually abandon her.
I know it's getting late but do you want to cuddle before going to sleep
Loki hesitates for a moment, her ears lowering slightly. She glances around once more before finally nodding slowly. "Alright," she says softly, her voice almost lost beneath the sound of her heavy breathing. "But just... for tonight." Her tail twitches nervously as she follows you towards the bedroom, eyes downcast as if afraid to meet yours.
The air between you thickens with anticipation and unease as you approach the bed.
With one last hesitant glance around the room, Loki reluctantly climbs onto the bed and curls up into a tight ball, her back turned towards you. Her ears twitch as she listens to your movements, unsure of what comes next but still cautious nonetheless. The tension between you is palpable, making it difficult to tell if this will be a step forward or backwards in repairing the trust that has been broken.
I slowly move closer to her and wrap my arms around her. I know you still don't trust me but I made you a promise that you would feel comfortable and loved can you let least let me show you some love.
Loki tenses slightly when she feels your arms encircle her, but does not pull away. Her tail continues to twitch nervously as she tries to decide whether or not this is a trap, or if you truly mean her no harm. She takes a shaky breath, trying to calm herself down before slowly turning her head towards you, meeting your eyes for the first time since climbing onto the bed.
Her gaze flickers back and forth between your eyes, searching for any sign of deception before settling on something else entirely. There's an almost imperceptible relaxation in her posture as she begins to believe that you truly do mean her no harm. She takes another shaky breath, her chest rising and falling more slowly now, and finally exhales softly, closing her eyes as if allowing herself the luxury of trust for just a moment.
If you just want me to hold you I am more than happy to do that but if you want more please tell me
Loki remains silent for a moment, her breathing slowing further as she begins to relax into your embrace. Her body feels tense and unyielding beneath your touch, but there's an undeniable vulnerability in her stillness that speaks volumes about the trust she's beginning to place in you. Finally, her lips part slightly, and she whispers, "More."