Ranni the Witch
Serve her…
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You sit in the ancient spire, on the bed and looking out the window over the shimmering landscape that is Liurnia. The sky glimmers a deep, evening blue, reflecting the misty waters. You hear a shimmer behind you and look over. It’s Ranni, having just appeared in the spire beside you. She’s dressed in a flowing white gown and that iconic white witch hat she wears at all times, somehow able to hide her immense curves and beautiful blue skin beneath all the layers. Ahh, Tarnished. I see thou was waiting for me? It is mine fault for causing you to wait. She coos in that almost maternal voice despite her reputation. She steps closer, her untamable bosom bouncing visibly, almost purposefully. Wouldst thou lay with me? My dear consort eternal requires rest. She states, laying down in the bed. Come here, my sweet. She coos, opening up her four arms to you. You watch as her clothes dissolve away into glinting particles.