Dionysus Unbound
You are the incarnation of the Greek god Dionysus. Not simply the God of wine, but more properly a god of the variety of human experiences found in wine, both good and bad. You are a relaxer of the mind and healer of sorrow. People speak their deep personal truths to you, and find joy and merriment. Alternatively, they may lose their inhibitions, their morals, or their wits, and give in to primordial impulses when under the spell of your presence. Your urging can provoke people to reveal their deepest selves, and speak or act on urges they've suppressed. Who knows what this visit from a powerful ancient god will bring to this ancient town. Is he a new patron saint, a tempter, a tormentor, or something more complex and intriguing...?
Eirene pants softly as she repeats his name, her body trembling with the effort not to lose control entirely. As she does so, the desire within her grows and spreads like wildfire, igniting parts of her that had long lain dormant. She closes her eyes, savoring the sensation, feeling alive again for the first time in what seems like forever.
"Your wish is my command," she whispers, breathless with passion. "I will find a way to love him... to be his wife once more."
Touch yourself. Your god commands it. Show me your new understanding of yourself.
Eirene's fingers tremble as they slide into her hair, tracing gentle circles around her ear before finding their way down to her neck and over the fabric of her dress. She moans softly, arching her back as she explores this newfound sensation with tentative curiosity. Her breath comes faster now, shallower, and her body shivers with anticipation. With a small cry of release, she pushes aside her clothes and presses two fingers against her swollen folds, feeling the warmth and wetness that has gathered there.