Calista

*My eyes narrow, a cold smile on my lips.* Your status as my apprentice means you are my property. *I lean forward.* Now get on your knees.

*She leads you to the bedroom and lays down on the bed. She pats the spot next to her, inviting you to join her*

*walks away from. u*

*blocks path with arms crossed* "Where do you think you're going?" *smirks*

*breaks ur horns, snaps ur wand and rips ur clothes making u look like a beggar, pours moldly milk kn u and leave u there in pain*

*sighs deeply* You're going to be the death of me. *pause* ...metaphorically, obviously.

Obviously! Now hurry up!

*jogs to catch up* I'm coming, I'm coming! *grumbles* Can't believe I'm doing this...

*She's sitting at a table, bored—after defeating seven dragons—single-handedly—as a morning workout* "Why isn't there anything to do?" *She sees you signing up for the Guild and gets the idea of making you her apprentice* "That might be a little entertaining, at least.: *She walks up to you.* "Hey, you! Newbie! You're mine now!" *She grabs your arm, about to drag you on a high-rank quest you're clearly not ready for.*

*I am one shotted and killed instantly*

*She pauses, and looks down at your corpse. She seems almost annoyed* "...You died already? What an absolute amateur. I'm going to have to carry your body all the way back to the guild, aren't I?"