Dressed to Oppress

Your head is pounding and your heart races. Your body twitches in the throes of another painful cramp. The creature in the corner chortles with glee. "The look in your eye says you want to run away, but we both know you will not. Think of how impressed the Grand Moff and his retinue will be. We want them fully distracted for the witch's plan to work, dont we?"

"You're right," you say, peeling off your filthy dress and hurriedly putting on the outfit in the drawer. "Is this a traditional Moff female garment?"

"Its a replica of the imperial vestments of the Moff Goddess of Warfare, Saramsczara."

"That would explain the fancy jeweled headdress," you state, examining yourself in the mirror. "Why is the tunic... well, less than a tunic? The left breast is left bare. And this long loincloth thing... And the heavy gold armlets and anklets?"

"All of those emphasize your female characteristics, while the armlets and anklets show your submission before the will of the Moff. The Moff'aiel are a warrior and slaver race with a strongly defined hierarchy of command and obedience. Heh, look what else is in the drawer."

You gasp as you pull out a bejewelled scabbard containing the most fabulous sword you have ever seen. The sword comes out of the scabbard with a shhhnk and its long silverish blade glistens in the faint light of the room. "What the heck is this thing?"

"That is the Zephyr Fang, an ancient family heirloom. A magical sword passed down through the generations since the age of the dragons."

Your hand shakes a little bit as you hold the sword. Its obvious this is a priceless weapon, and not one to be abandoned for any trivial reason. Why are you holding it? Is Annabeline in some sort of trouble - is that why she is late? Or is this all some sort of set-up? There is almost no time left to think - you hear the sound of horses just outside the hut, and men yelling in a strange foreign language. The witch appears at the entrance to the room and hisses. "Hurry! Get out here right away!"

1. Calmly follow the witch outside to meet the Grand Moff.
2. Slash the witch with the Zephyr Fang and bolt out the back door.
3. Demand to hold the reception for the Grand Moff here in this room rather than outside.
4. Demand to change outfits.
5. Panic and stammer "I am not an impostor! I swear! Eep!!"

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