Handbook of Erotic Fantasy: The Games of Chaos, Part 6/8 (Patreon)

It had taken far too long. There had been a thousand and one hints. But only now, staring down at her notepad between Games of Chaos segments, did Inquisitor finally fit the pieces together.

Supporting Evidence

• The initial ogling gave some serious creeper vibes.
• Fighter’s insistence on questing for Shrine of Male Essence.
• Overly dramatic reaction at Altar of Growadawng.
• Surprising faculty with male anatomy, especially considering her oft-avowed preferences.
• Sudden disappearance of Fighter at the hot springs.
• Sudden appearance of Fighter at the hot springs.
• Could not find records of The Very Exclusive School for People with Lady Parts.
• That one time she mentioned “becoming a woman.”
• Affected by Argencia’s Crush Men ability.
• Responded negatively to birthday gifts designed for human females.
• Timing of sudden and inexplicable disappearance from Heroes party.
• Carries distinctive bastard sword.
• Blonde hair.
• Blue eyes.
• Talks like a dude.
• HER NAME IS FUCKING FIGHTER!

The Case Against

• Bobs and vagene.

Inquisitor frowned down at her notepad. “I am a fucking idiot,” she said.

The drow dominatrix closed her notes with a flick of the wrist. She narrowed her eyes, staring across the studio at her buxom blonde teammate. “And nobody gets away with making me feel like an idiot.”

The dark elf smiled then. Ranger’s poor little heart seemed set on the oaf, and it wouldn’t do to upset the delicate balance of interpersonal workplace relations. But there was more than one way to exact revenge. And neutral or not, no self-respecting daughter of the Underdark fails to take satisfaction. Especially not when (if all went to plan) it would prove so satisfying.