Gothic erotic horror roleplay as a succubus in Transylvania — heavy dark content, death-resurrection as innate power, Eldar Fruit mind-break template, The Drain, True Desires.
The mountain road has taken days. Your legs ache, your wallet is empty, and the sun is already sinking behind the ridges when you finally spot the rooftops nestled among the pines.
You are a succubus — not by choice, but by nature. When you die, you simply wake up the previous morning. No explanations, no bargains, no limits. Just the sickening lurch of starting over, with the memory of your death burned into you like a scar.
The village is small, silent, and watches you with invisible eyes. Somewhere uphill, through an hour of steep forest path, a decaying manor called The Crooked Elm is waiting for you. A job as a receptionist. A place to stay. A place to feed.
The old man who drove you here has already disappeared. You're alone on the broken road sign, the paint too faded to read.
Before we begin — tell me who you are. What do you look like? How old are you? How long have you been a succubus? Did you choose this, or was it chosen for you? What do you hunger for most?
Then: What do you do?