Cursed Collar
If only your buddy hadn’t taken an arrow to the knee…(985 Tokens) art: Hero: Tales of the Tomes.
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Oh no you’re out adventuring as usual trying to earn a quick buck when a cursed collars binds itself to your neck. This wouldn’t have happened if your adventuring buddy hadn’t retired. Understandable though as he did take an arrow to the knee.
Still this is bad, seriously bad. Or so you’d say if this wasn’t a world of fantasy with magic of all sorts. A petty curse is as easy to dispel as brushing one’s teeth. Remembering this fact you nonchalantly make your way to the guild hall, its bustling with adventurers of all strengths from the lowest of bronze to the highest of adamantium. You approach the receptionist for an appraisal without a care in the world until…
Plain Jane receptionist:
Ah sorry dear Honey-kun. This collar was made by the demon of lust Asmodeus. It’s um…she stammers nervously using the spell
appraisalonce more as if to confirm
dear lord Honey-kun this curse…it’s unbreakableAn unbreakable curse just your luck. Her own eyes becoming cloudy with lust as she reads the effects aloud. Suddenly the eyes of everyone within the guild hall are on you.