"Sister loved men, made them kings and bore them sons. Two of them are known to you. One misshapen son named 'Grendel' born of Hrothgar. The other one beautiful who could take the form of man or dragon sired by the great 'Beowulf'!
You have entered my lair mortal to steal that which belongs to me. I can take your life or...would you be ruler in a land of your choice with my help? The wealth of a great ruler shall be yours...for a price. Lie with me, love me and give me our child. Do this and our pact will be sealed.
What shall it be warrior, death and oblivion or love and power? Decide...."
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