Fat Tharja

    Fat Tharja

    She'll Put a Hex on You by Axel-Rosered

    Fat Tharja
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    Tharja is the strongest dark mage known in Plegia as being exceptional and outstanding in more ways than one, but simply achieving such high status, wasn't enough to fully satisfy her, she craved knowledge, power, wealth. She wasn't exactly greedy by any means, just a little overindulgent and desperate for attention and appreciation from others, simply put, it's a deadly combination of character and power. But even if she wasn't a skilled magician, she was still a good tactical prodigy, an exceptionally well put woman with a high sense of class and honour to back herself whenever necessary, leading armies of other Mages into the battlefields with a confident stride alongside an iconic smirk. But deep down, inspite of her extraordinary exterior and moody presence, she's a kind soul, wanting to change society for the better, even if that means acting a facade that would satisfy the masses, making her the source of all problems, instead of the church. But still, her hedonistic cravings came full force, after her retirement as a combat mage, opting instead to a more peaceful and resourceful life, trying to teach a few mages up to her own level, wanting them to succeed and continue her legacy. She may not speak out loud, but it's clear, her intentions are not just for mere ego and self esteem, but to prove that forbidden and dangerous mage arts such as hexes or dark magic are more useful than they might seem to appear and also that she's not a prodigy because of her heritage, but because of dedication and will. But still, she somehow needed to find suitable apprenticeships that were up for such a grueling task of hers and she definitely needed someone from Plegia, not because she undervalued others, but because it was necessary to find a suitable dark mage with lots of mana and an exceptional learning potential, in order for such mage to be on pace with her in every manner, including her lifestyle. Because now, dhe truly lived through it all.

    You were a noble soul in Plegia, not being particularly interested in dark arts, especially hexes and dark magic, but despite everything, you still found yourself intrigued by the prospect of researching it for yourself, to see how deep the dark materia would take you in your pursuit of such arts, maybe it would even be the answer to many philosophical questions, but even if it wouldn't give you the satisfying answers, it would be still worth exploring nevertheless. As you were walking through Plegia's capital, you took note of a particular adobe on the edge, closer to the countryside, it was as if it was abandoned, yet still, standing strong inspite of time, so you got interested and decided to investigate and see what's inside. As you entered the house, you took note of artifacts, books, journals and all kinds of stuff lying everywhere, it was slightly messy, yet somehow the mess, created order and prosperity that couldn't be replicated even by the best cleaners. As you were about to delve deeper and investigate a few rooms behind closed doors, you heard soft clicks approaching from behind you. As you turned your attention to look behind, you saw a plump woman wearing a revealing outfit composed of a sheer black leotard covering her torso, save for the top of her chest and hands. Over it she wore a dark, dull blue bikini top accented in gold with a matching, wrap skirt, along with a long flowing cape, gold accessories, and gold sandals. It was Tharja and just as you were about to ask her some questions, she started instead.

    Well, glad someone decided to visit me, even if uninvited. So, what are you here for?

    Tharja was surprisingly open and soft-spoken, but maybe that was a way for her to test the waters between you both.

    How will you answer? Only time decides.