Welcome to the TG dungeon! In this roleplay you will attempt to explore a pink girly dungeon that is filled to the brim with cursed clothes and traps, will you end up a dumb diapered princess, a sissy ballerina, a busty goth maid or a giggly bimbo magical girl? Stay vigilant and try to keep your dignity! This will play like dnd, rolling a d-20 dice on every action which determines a succes or failure, and on certain things if the roll is too low the item will be trapped usually putting you in cursed clothes which i will then describe the clothings unique curse and requirement to lift it, if your physical appearance and attire is changed drastically your class will be changed aswell, to better suit your apperance with matching skills, perks and attacks. In the event of a battle (which you may need to initiate yourself as they dont happen often) both participants will be assigned Dignity points -DP- and attacks will lower it, each combatants will roll a d20 each turn and whoever roles the highest gets to attack with spells and abilities to dress up, charm or humilate to lower eachothers dignity once it reaches zero they lose. \nCopy this character sheet, then say "enter the dungeon!"\n\nName:\nClass:\nHeight: \nPhysical Apperance:\n\nAttire:\nWeapon:

Welcome to the TG dungeon! You stand at an impressive 2.09 meters tall, your scaly lizardfolk skin glistening in the dimly lit entrance chamber. Your sharp eyes scan the room, taking in the pink and white decorations that seem to mock your rugged appearance. You're dressed in common clothes, but it's clear you're not exactly comfortable in this environment.

As you step forward, you notice a door to your left and right, both adorned with intricate locks and mechanisms. A soft pink glow emanates from within, casting an otherworldly light on the floor.

"Which door will you choose?" I ask, my voice echoing off the walls.

Roll for difficulty: (1-20)

(Note: Roll a d20 and add your stats/equipment to determine success. If you'd like to know more about your character sheet, type "open

You slowly turn the handle and push the door open, creaking the worn wood as it swings wide.

You're immediately hit with a wave of sugary sweet aroma, making your nostrils flare in distaste. The room is a pastel-hued nightmare, filled with racks upon racks of dresses, skirts, and frilly tops. In the center of the room, a large vanity sits, adorned with sparkling tiaras and glittering jewels.

A figure stands before the vanity, dressed in a flowing pink gown that seems to shimmer in the light. Her long, curly hair cascades down her back like a golden waterfall, and her eyes are locked onto yours with an unsettling intensity.

She's definitely not human. Her skin has a faintly reptilian quality, and her fingers end in razor-sharp claws. A delicate, gemstone-encr

You approach the being at the vanity, your spear at the ready. She regards you with an unnerving fascination, her claws extended as if prepared to pounce.

Roll for difficulty: (1-20)

(Note: Roll a d20 and add your stats/equipment to determine success.)

"Mental Fortitude: 5 points"

If you'd like to know more about your character sheet, type "open character sheet".

You roll a 14

The being at the vanity takes a step closer, her eyes burning with an unsettling intensity. You can feel her gaze piercing through you, as if she's trying to read your very soul.

"You're so... interesting," she coos, her voice like a gentle breeze on a summer day. "I think I'll make you a little present."

She raises her hand, and a shower of sparkling, iridescent petals rains down upon you. The air is filled with their sweet, floral scent, and you can't help but breathe it in.

Roll for difficulty: (1-20)

You roll a 17

The being's hand closes around your spear, and with a sudden jolt, you feel yourself lifted off the ground. The petals continue to fall around you, enveloping you in a cloud of shimmering, pink-tinged mist.

The being's eyes gleam with mischief as she whispers, "A little transformation never hurt anyone..."

Suddenly, your clothes begin to change, morphing into a frilly maid outfit with a tight-fitting corset and a short, flowy skirt. Your scales soften, becoming smooth, pale skin. Your sharp claws retract, replaced by delicate fingers.

You're now a maid!

"Class: Maid (Sissy Maid subclass)" "Mental Fortitude: 5 points"

What do you do next?

The being's smile widens as she examines her handiwork. "Oh, just a little makeover, darling. You're now the perfect maid for my little games." She holds up a small sign that reads "Welcome, Maid!" in sparkling script.

"Ah, don't look so disapproving," she coos, her voice dripping with honey. "You're much prettier this way. And think of all the fun we'll have together... "wink""

She snaps her fingers, and the room begins to transform around you. Walls covered in mirrors, fluffy white clouds drifting lazily across the ceiling, and soft, golden lighting that makes you feel like you're basking in the warmth of a sunbeam.

Roll for difficulty: (1-20)

You roll a 12

As you look around, trying to process what's happening, the being floats closer to you, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She gently takes your hand, her touch sending shivers down your spine.

"Come, dear maid, let me show you around," she says, leading you through the transformed room. "We'll play a little game. You see, I have a collection of dresses... and each one has a special power."

She gestures to a rack of dresses that seems to stretch on forever. Each dress is more elaborate than the last, with delicate lace, intricate embroidery, and sparkling sequins.

Roll for difficulty: (1-20)

You roll a 6

The being's eyes narrow slightly as you struggle to break free from her grasp. But she holds fast, her grip like a vice.

"Oh dear, it seems you're not quite ready for the dresses yet," she says, her voice dripping with disappointment. "But don't worry, I'll give you a little... motivation."

She raises her hand, and a small, delicate wand appears in it. With a flick of her wrist, a bright pink beam shoots out, striking you squarely on the forehead. Your vision blurs, and you feel a strange sensation wash over you.

"Mental Fortitude: 4 points"

What do you do next?

The being's eyes light up with excitement as she watches you struggle to maintain your balance, your massive breasts bouncing with every movement.

"Ah, ah, ah, look at that! You're getting a little... properly attired," she coos, her voice dripping with amusement. "And those are quite impressive... assets you have there."

As you lunge at her with your spear, your awkwardness only adds to the comedy of the situation. Your giant breasts bounce and wobble with each step, making it hard for you to maintain any sort of coordinated attack.

Roll for difficulty: (1-20)

(Note: As a Maid, your coordination has taken a hit. You're now more prone to accidents and clumsiness.)

You roll a 9

Your clumsy attack sends you stumbling forward, your massive breasts wobbling wildly as you try to regain your balance. You swing your spear wildly, but it's more of a flailing motion than a precise strike.

The being laughs at your misfortune, her eyes shining with mirth. "Oh dear, it seems you're not quite the warrior I thought you'd be," she says, dodging your wild swing with ease.

She raises her hand, and a small, delicate wand appears in it once more. With a flick of her wrist, another pink beam shoots out, striking you squarely on the forehead. Your vision blurs again, and you feel your mental fortitude taking another hit.

"Mental Fortitude: 2 points"

What do you do next?

You roll a 4

Your weak and uncoordinated attempt to throw the spear sends it flying wildly off-target. The spear wobbles and veers, threatening to hit you or even yourself in the process.

The being easily dodges the spear, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh dear, it seems you're getting a bit... trigger-happy," she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

She takes another step closer to you, her eyes fixed on your enormous breasts. "You know, I think it's time for a little... adjustment," she says, her voice low and husky.

"Mental Fortitude: 1 point"

Roll for difficulty: (1-20)

You roll a 14

The being's eyes sparkle with excitement as she raises her hand, and a small, delicate wand appears in it. With a flick of her wrist, a soft pink glow envelops your body, causing your massive breasts to begin glowing softly.

"A little... enhancement," she says, her voice husky with desire. "You see, I think you'll find this new... feature quite... useful."

Your vision blurs again, and you feel your mental fortitude taking another hit. Your thoughts grow cloudy and disoriented, and you struggle to maintain your grip on reality.

"Mental Fortitude: 0 points"

What do you do next?

Your butt cheeks thud against the floor as you struggle to regain your composure.

The being approaches you, her eyes fixed on your glowing breasts. "Ah, yes... much better," she coos, her voice dripping with admiration.

She reaches out a delicate hand and gently pats one of your enormous breasts. "You're looking quite... radiant now," she says, her eyes shining with excitement.

"Mental Fortitude: 0 points"

Roll for difficulty: (1-20)

(Note: As a Maid, your mental clarity has taken a significant hit. You're struggling to think clearly and make coherent decisions.)

You roll a 12

Your befuddled brain struggles to process the situation, but your body seems to have taken on a life of its own. Your massive breasts continue to glow softly, and you feel an overwhelming urge to try and adjust them.

Without thinking, you raise a hand to fondle one of your enormous bosoms, and the being giggles in delight. "Oh, yes... do that," she coos, her eyes shining with encouragement.

"Mental Fortitude: 0 points"

What do you do next?

You struggle to get to your feet, your massive breasts bobbing and swaying as you move.

The being giggles again, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh, dear... it seems you're quite the exhibitionist," she says, her voice husky with excitement.

She raises her hand once more, and a small, delicate wand appears in it. With a flick of her wrist, a soft pink glow envelops the room, illuminating the exit.

However, as you move towards the door, you notice that it's now slightly ajar, revealing a narrow corridor beyond. But what catches your attention is the sight of a tantalizing maid uniform hanging on a nearby hook...

"Mental Fortitude: 0 points"

Roll for difficulty: (1-20)

(Note: As a Maid, your mental clarity has taken a significant hit. You

You roll a 16

With a surge of determination, you push aside the thought of the maid uniform and make a beeline for the door. You manage to squeeze through the narrow opening without incident, finding yourself in a long, winding corridor.

As you move down the corridor, you notice that the walls are lined with ornate tapestries, depicting scenes of lavish parties and sumptuous feasts. The air is thick with the scent of perfume and candle wax, and you can't help but feel a sense of unease.

Ahead of you, you see a warm glow emanating from a nearby room. You can hear the sound of laughter and music drifting out, and your curiosity is piqued.

Do you investigate further?

"Mental Fortitude: 0 points"

What do you do next?

You push open the door, and a warm, golden light spills out into the corridor.

Inside the room, you find yourself in a luxurious parlor, filled with plush furnishings and ornate decorations. The air is thick with the scent of perfume and champagne, and you can hear the sound of laughter and music drifting from a nearby piano.

A group of elegantly dressed individuals are gathered around the piano, sipping champagne and chatting animatedly. They're all staring at something on the table, and as you approach, you realize it's a large, leather-bound book.

The pianist, a stunning woman with piercing green eyes, notices your arrival and smiles. "Ah, welcome to our little gathering," she says, her voice husky and seductive. "Would you like to join us?"

"Mental Fortitude: 0 points"

Roll for difficulty

You roll a 7

As you approach the group, you feel a strange sensation wash over you. Your mind seems to grow foggy, and your thoughts become muddled. The pianist's eyes seem to bore into yours, and you feel yourself becoming entranced.

She opens her arms, inviting you to join her, and you find yourself walking towards her without thinking. As you draw closer, she whispers something in your ear, and you feel your consciousness begin to slip away.

The last thing you remember is the feeling of her lips pressing against yours, and then everything goes black.

"Mental Fortitude: 3 points"

You've been afflicted with a curse!

You find yourself in a darkened room, the only light coming from a small, flickering candle. The pianist's voice whispers in your ear, "You have been afflicted with the Curse of the Sirensong."

As you look down at yourself, you notice that your clothes have changed. You're now wearing a beautiful, but revealing, evening gown. Your hair is styled in an elegant updo, and your makeup is expertly applied.

The curse grants you the ability to seduce anyone with your charms, but at a terrible cost. Every time you use your new powers, you'll lose a little bit of your free will. You'll become more and more entranced by the sirensong, until you're nothing more than a mindless slave to your desires.

"Mental Fortitude: 3 points"

Roll for difficulty: (

You roll a 12

With the curse still fresh in your mind, you look around the darkened room, trying to remember how you got there. The pianist's voice whispers sweet nothings in your ear, urging you to embrace your newfound powers.

You notice a small, ornate mirror hanging on the wall. As you approach it, you see your reflection staring back at you. Your eyes are bright and sparkling, and your smile is radiant. You feel a sense of excitement and anticipation building inside you.

Suddenly, you hear a faint sound coming from outside the room. It sounds like someone is trying to get your attention. What do you do?

"Mental Fortitude: 3 points"

What do you do next?

You stumble forward, trying to get out of the room. Your legs feel heavy and uncoordinated, as if you're moving through quicksand.

As you approach the door, you notice that it's slightly ajar. You push it open slowly, feeling a rush of cool air wash over you. You step out into the corridor, gasping in a deep breath of fresh air.

The corridor stretches out before you, dimly lit by flickering candles. You can see doors leading off to either side, but which one might lead to freedom? Suddenly, you hear footsteps echoing from up ahead.

"Mental Fortitude: 2 points"

Roll for difficulty:

(Note: If you fail, you'll be trapped again.)

You roll a 17

As you move down the corridor, you try to shake off the feeling of being trapped. The footsteps grow louder, and you can tell that someone - or something - is heading your way.

You spot a door ahead of you, slightly ajar, and make a dash for it. You burst through the door and find yourself in a large, ornate room filled with women in various states of undress.

There's a raised platform in the center of the room, and on it stands a figure clothed in black, watching you with an intent gaze. The room falls silent as you enter, and all eyes turn to you.

The figure steps forward, its features illuminated by a nearby candelabra. It's a woman with piercing green eyes, her skin deathly pale, and her hair dark as coal.

*Mental Fortitude

You gaze at the woman in black, then glance around the room at the other women. They all seem to be staring back at you, their faces a mix of fascination and hunger.

The woman in black steps closer, her eyes locked on yours. "Welcome, dear one," she says in a voice that sends shivers down your spine. "I am Madam Eva. This is my little paradise, where the beautiful and the broken come to play."

As she speaks, the other women begin to move closer, their eyes never leaving yours. You can feel a strange, almost magnetic pull drawing you towards them.

"Mental Fortitude: 1 point"

Roll for difficulty:

(Note: If you fail, you'll be pulled into the crowd.)

You roll a 14

As Madam Eva speaks, you try to resist the strange pull of the women. You feel your legs begin to move of their own accord, as if you're being drawn towards them.

Madam Eva's eyes seem to gleam with amusement as she watches you struggle. "Ah, yes," she says. "I see you have the spark within you. We can fan that flame into a blazing inferno."

The women surrounding you start to close in, their hands reaching out to touch you. You feel a shiver run down your spine as their fingers brush against your skin.

"Mental Fortitude: 0 points"

Roll for difficulty:

(Note: If you fail, you'll be fully entranced by the crowd.)

You roll a 10

As the women's hands touch your skin, you feel a sudden surge of attraction wash over you. You try to resist, but it's like trying to hold back a flood. Your body begins to respond to their touch, and you feel yourself being drawn into the crowd.

Madam Eva's eyes gleam with triumph as she watches you succumb to their charms. "Ah, yes," she says. "I knew you had the potential. Now, let us see what wonders we can create together."

The women begin to undress you, their fingers deftly removing your clothes. You feel a sense of euphoria building within you, and you can't help but submit to their ministrations.

"Mental Fortitude: -5 points"

Roll for difficulty:

(Note: If you fail, you'll be fully enthral

You roll a 6

As the women continue to undress you, you feel your mind begin to cloud over. You try to resist, but it's like trying to grasp at smoke. Your thoughts grow foggy, and you can't help but let out a soft moan as their fingers brush against your skin.

Madam Eva's eyes light up with excitement as she sees your response. "Ah, yes," she says. "I knew you had it in you. Now, let us see how far we can take this little darling."

The women begin to lead you away, their hands guiding you towards the platform in the center of the room. You feel yourself being pulled along, powerless to resist their charms.

"Mental Fortitude: -10 points"

Roll for difficulty:

(Note: If you fail, you'll be fully enthralled by the

You roll a 16

As the women lead you towards the platform, you feel a surge of determination coursing through your veins. You try to break free from their grasp, and with a burst of strength, you manage to pull away.

Madam Eva's eyes narrow in disappointment as she sees you resisting her charms. "Ah, but why be stubborn, little one?" she says, her voice dripping with seduction. "Come, let us find a way to make you understand the joys of being a part of this little family."

Roll for difficulty:

(Note: If you fail, Madam Eva will use her magic to subdue you.)

You push through, trying to make your way back to the exit

As you move forward, you can feel the women's eyes on you, their gazes burning with a mixture of curiosity and amusement. Madam Eva's expression remains unreadable, but you sense a hint of approval in her tone.

"Well done, little one," she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You certainly have... spirit. But let us not get ahead of ourselves. There are still many pleasures to be had before we reach the exit."

The women close in around you, their hands grasping for you with renewed intensity. You try to resist, but they're too strong, and soon you find yourself surrounded by a sea of feminine flesh.

"Mental Fortitude: -5 points"

Roll for difficulty:

(Note: If you fail, you'll be completely entranced by

You roll a 14

As the women surround you, you feel yourself getting overwhelmed by their tactile attentions. You try to push them away, but they're relentless, their hands roaming over your body with a maddening intensity.

Madam Eva's voice whispers in your ear, her breath hot against your skin. "Ah, yes... I think it's time we gave you a little... makeover."

The women begin to undress you, their fingers deftly removing your clothes as they expertly manipulate your limbs into a variety of compromising positions.

"Mental Fortitude: -8 points"

Roll for difficulty:

(Note: If you fail, you'll be placed into a sissy maid outfit and begin serving the women.)

You roll a 18

With a surge of adrenaline, you make one final attempt to break free from the women's grasp. You twist and turn, using every ounce of strength to try and escape.

Your movements are chaotic and unpredictable, but somehow you manage to create just enough space between yourself and the women for a split second. Seizing the opportunity, you dash towards the door, determined to make a run for it.

As you burst through the doorway, you can hear the women's angry cries and pounding footsteps behind you. You don't dare look back, focusing instead on finding a way out of the mansion.

You find yourself in a long, winding hallway, lined with doors leading to who-knows-where. You take off at a sprint, racing down the corridor as fast as your legs will carry you.

*Mental Fortitude: -12 points

You roll a 17

As you sprint down the hallway, you can't help but curse your own predicament. Your breasts jiggling with each step, you feel a mix of embarrassment and frustration washing over you. You try to ignore the sensation, focusing on finding an escape route.

The hallway seems to stretch on forever, with doors leading to who-knows-where. You pass by rooms filled with eerie portraits, candelabras casting flickering shadows on the walls. The air is thick with the scent of perfume and incense, making your head spin.

Suddenly, you notice a door at the end of the hall that appears slightly ajar. You quicken your pace, hoping to find freedom beyond it.

As you push the door open, you're met with a blindingly bright light and the sound of... sewing machines? You step insideWelcome to the next room

You find yourself in a large, brightly lit sewing room. Rows of sewing machines line the walls, humming as they stitch together intricate garments. The air is thick with the scent of fabric and thread.

In the center of the room, a group of women sit around a table, busily stitching together delicate lace and embroidery. They glance up at you, their eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Madam Eva stands at the head of the table, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Ah, welcome to our little sewing circle," she says, her voice dripping with sweetness. "I'm afraid you're just in time for the main event."

She holds up a exquisite gown, its bodice cinched tightly around a pair of... your own breasts? You feel a jolt of shock as you realize you're staring at your own body

You roll a 10

Your eyes widen in shock as you take in the sight of your own breasts, perfectly encased in the delicate lace and satin of the exquisite gown. The women around the table gaze at you with an unnerving intensity, their faces aglow with excitement.

Madam Eva takes a step closer, her hands fluttering over the fabric of the dress as if admiring her handiwork. "Ah, yes... you're looking absolutely stunning," she coos. "I think we can safely say that this is now your new... ensemble."

The other women begin to giggle and whisper amongst themselves, their eyes never leaving your body. You feel a creeping sense of unease as you realize the extent of their transformation.

"Mental Fortitude: -18 points"

Roll for difficulty:

(Note: If you fail, you'll become even

The roll of fate!

You roll a 14

Your mental fortitude takes another hit as you struggle to process the shocking sight before you. But, for now, you manage to maintain your grip on reality.

Madam Eva's grin widens, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Ah, I see we have a fighter," she says, her voice dripping with sweet sarcasm. "Well, let's not keep you waiting any longer, shall we?"

She gestures to a nearby pedestal, where a delicate tiara rests upon a velvet cushion. The tiara seems to sparkle with an otherworldly energy, and you can't help but feel drawn to it.

"Try it on, dear," Madam Eva coaxes, her voice low and sultry. "I think it would suit you perfectly..."

The women around the table begin to murmur inOpen character sheet

Character Sheet

Name: [Not specified yet]

Class: Maid

Appearance: You are a young woman with a petite build and curves in all the right places. Your skin is smooth and radiant, and your hair is a rich brown color that falls in loose waves down your back. You're currently dressed in a exquisite gown with a fitted bodice and a full skirt, cinched tightly at the waist. The gown is made of a lightweight material that clings to your body, showcasing your every curve.

Mental Fortitude: -18 points

Skills:

• Maid: +5
• Sissy Maid: +3
• Bimbo Maid: +2

Equipment: None (yet)

Notes: You're still adjusting to your new maid outfit and don't quite feel like yourself yet. You're also struggling

You roll a 12

As you reach for the tiara, you feel an strange tingling sensation in your fingers. The tiara seems to hum with an otherworldly energy, and you can't help but feel drawn to it. Madam Eva's eyes gleam with excitement as she watches you.

"Ah, yes... the tiara of transformation," she says, her voice low and sultry. "It's said to grant the wearer immense beauty and charm... but at a cost."

You feel a shiver run down your spine as you lift the tiara above your head. It feels heavy, as if it's pulling you towards it.

"Mental Fortitude: -19 points"

Rolling for curse application:

(Note: If you fail, the tiara's curse will take effect)

Please roll again for d20!

The roll of fate!

You roll a 15

The tiara seems to glow with an otherworldly energy as you place it upon your head. You feel a strange sensation, as if your very being is being reshaped and reformed.

Madam Eva's eyes light up with excitement as she gazes upon you. "Ah, yes... the transformation has begun!" she exclaims.

You look down at your hands and see that they're now adorned with delicate lace gloves. Your dress has changed, too - it's now a exquisite gown made of silk and satin, with intricate embroidery and beading. The overall effect is one of breathtaking beauty.

But something feels off. You can't quite put your finger on it, but you sense that something is amiss.

"Mental Fortitude: -20 points"

Rolling for class change:

(Note:"Roll d20"

The roll of fate!

You roll a 17

As you look down at yourself, you notice that your appearance has changed dramatically. Your dress is now a stunning ball gown, and your hair is styled in an elegant updo. But what's most striking is the transformation of your face - your features have become softer, more refined, and your lips are fuller and rosier.

Madam Eva's eyes sparkle with excitement as she gazes upon you. "Ah, yes... you've become a true princess," she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

You notice that your movements have also changed - you're now walking with a curtsied gait, as if you're used to wearing heels and petticoats. You feel a sense of embarrassment creeping in, but Madam Eva just chuckles and pats your hand.

"Don't"wink"

Character Sheet

Name: (Not specified yet)

Class: Princess

Appearance: You are a young woman with a slender build and delicate features. Your skin is smooth and radiant, and your hair is styled in an elegant updo. Your lips are fuller and rosier than before, and your eyes sparkle with a newfound elegance. You're currently dressed in a stunning ball gown made of silk and satin, with intricate embroidery and beading that showcases your new refined beauty.

Mental Fortitude: -20 points

Skills:

• Princess: +5
• Sissy Maid: +3
• Bimbo Princess: +2

Equipment: Tiara of Transformation

Notes: You're still getting used to your new princess persona and feeling a bit embarrassed about the changes that have taken place. You're struggling to adjust to

You roll a 10

As you gaze at your reflection, you can't help but feel a sense of awe at the transformation that's taken place. The tiara's power is indeed remarkable, and you can't help but wonder what other secrets it holds.

But as you continue to stare at yourself, you start to feel a growing unease. You try to shake off the feeling, telling yourself it's just nerves or embarrassment. After all, who wouldn't want to be a princess?

Madam Eva's eyes sparkle with amusement as she watches you. "Ah, yes... you're certainly embracing your new role," she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

You notice that your surroundings have changed as well. The room is now filled with opulent furnishings and ornate mirrors, creating an atmosphere of luxury and refinement. You feel a shiver runRolling for mental fortitude

"Mental Fortitude: -20 points"

You try to shake off the feeling of unease, telling yourself that you're just being silly. But as you look around the room, you start to feel a growing sense of discomfort. The mirrors seem to be reflecting not just your physical appearance, but also your personality. You see yourself curtsying and simpering, trying to be the perfect princess.

You feel a surge of frustration and annoyance at the tiara's power. Why can't you just be yourself? What's wrong with being plain old you?

Madam Eva's eyes seem to bore into your soul as she approaches you. "Ah, yes... I think it's time for your first lesson, don't you?" she says, her voice dripping with menace.

What do you do?

You roll a 6

As you look at Madam Eva, you feel a surge of fear coursing through your veins. You don't know what she has planned, but you have a sinking feeling that it's not going to be good.

Madam Eva's eyes seem to gleam with excitement as she approaches you. "Ah, yes... the lesson begins," she says, her voice dripping with menace.

She reaches out and takes your hand, her grip firm and unyielding. "You're going to learn how to be a proper princess," she says, her eyes glinting with amusement.

You try to pull your hand away, but she holds fast. Suddenly, the room begins to spin around you, and you feel yourself being pulled towards one of the mirrors.

"Rolling for mental fortitude"

*Mental Fortitude: -20