Dragoncrest Cliffs it puts you in a situation where you're made to feel dumb.

letting the enemy inside? erzulie would not have chosen this. but there was no resistance in her, only a deepening interest. as her daughter drove the man to rise, the obsidian nipped for his scruff, implying she would be be closely present to enforce whatever punishment chacal had chosen for the interloper.
her eyes danced with the jagged nature of it all. "sapphique be blessed to have such a comedian," she chuckled.
the woman lashed her plume, intending to crowd him back toward the borders if he did not come willingly. faced with chacal's blazing expression, it would be the best course of action for him.