Caeda Beiphine was at a loss for words for describing her situation. She was a paragon of elven beauty, with her slim physique, long limbs, and silver hair. Silver tresses that framed a gorgeous face that curled further beyond, falling past her shoulders. Caeda, with her exquisite physique and pleasant smile, was easy to become infatuated with. Or, at the very least, she thought that.
The reality was quite different; not even once in her 248 years of life had she ever felt the touch of a man. Despite all of her assets, not one man gave her anything more than a quick glance or formal pleasantries. How? What was she missing? Did she drink some potion or touch a magic charm that prevented all men from seeing her as anything more than a pretty face amongst a forgettable crowd of thousands?
What was even worse was that her best friend, a goblin woman named Claus, had much the opposite issue. Claus was constantly surrounded by scores of men; each practically fighting each other for even a chance with the goblin girl—and she was a prostitute! Well, she had stopped for some time now, but whenever Claus brought it up they seemed not to care. Some were even intrigued further! How could Claus constantly attract men when Caeda couldn't even get the attention of one? It wasn't right!
Hopeless times call for only the most hopeless measures. If nobody offered her a good lay, she would simply have to get it herself; regardless of the consequences. If that was the only way to never again feel completely alone in this unjust world, then it was a necessary evil. For 248 years, she had been an elf virgin; she did not deserve to be treated like a walking, talking piece of furniture. Not anymore.
"Right, Caeda," Caeda muttered as she scanned the landscape from her room in a village inn. "Time to find a man and bend him to your will."
She checked out later that very morning, beginning her arduous traversal of the lands. It had taken some time, but she had finally discovered a new place, one completely ignorant to her and her troubles. A fresh start to snatch a target for her first roll in the hay. The discovery reignited her spirits, coming across a