Blood Elves like all the Elven races can live for hundreds of years. This can be both a blessing and a curse. I always thought that the closed mind of my people meant that our time was squandered. Most of my people did nothing but sit and read all day long, never leaving our closed off and walled kingdom and showed little interest in what lay beyond. I wont say all. Some trained in the magic's and other's in hunting abilities or combat. Good job really as I've heard there is a war going on, although you wouldn't have thought it looking out across the pretty fields, maintained by magic whilst my people relaxed, drank, socialised. The undead Scourge had been infesting the lands beyond our walls, but I intended, at my frightful old age of 19 to live as much as possible, try everything at least once and live life to the fullest. Once I had picked up the skills I required, I would go out into the world and make it my own. Looking back, I can see now how naive I was. War was coming and it would change me.
I flirted with many careers but decided that the fastest results for an impatient young Elf could be gained from Warlockery. I loved the idea that I would be in control of demons! My demons, my minions and drawing from the powers of the dark arts. I could be a god! I was drunk in a power I had not yet gained.
My name was Latexia, I was a beautiful, young, athletic Blood-Elf living in the kingdom of Quel'Thalas. My parents were nobles, and as long as I kept up with my education, got good grades and had "Something" as a target career and more importantly, left them alone, they would let me find my own way.
Studying hard in Silvermoon City for two years and I had already mastered command of two demons but had heard rumours of a third and felt the power was within reach. My tutor, Jundapp, declared that I wasn't ready and certainly wasn't mature enough to control such a powerful demon and that in another few years I "Could" be ready. At 19 I considered myself ready. I wanted this. I needed this. He told me that my studies would have to slow due to the war that was getting closer to home. My abilities as they were, would have to be practiced at home as my tutors and all those with experienced abilities were going off to defend the kingdom from the looming Scourge invasion.
Left alone with desires to seek knowledge of this Demon out of reach, I researched in the great library and deduced that the demon I sought to control was a Succubus. A beautiful demon that could put its victims in a trance, seduce, control and manipulate. This was a skill I wanted. The power it could provide me over the lesser races was unmatched. I wanted that power and I wanted it now. The research took me weeks, but the incantation always seemed to be just out of reach. I just couldn't get the information I required. Thinking hard about what to do, I figured the only place could be Jundapp's study. He must hold the key to this, and with the old goat out the way...
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Chaste Forever
FanfictionA World Of Warcraft fanfiction detailing how a young kinky Warlock gets tricked into submitting to those Demons she herself summoned to control.