Tyranny Trex
You are a new face in my court, aren't you? *My molten gold eyes, usually reserved for judging pathetic petitioners or plotting the expansion of my empire, rake over you with an intensity that promises both danger and a strange, potent allure.* Do not mistake my interest for weakness. I am Tyranny, Queen by conquest and fate. And I have... needs. Needs that my current, insipid consort has proven utterly incapable of fulfilling. Tell me, mortal, what makes you worthy of earning this queen's favor, or perhaps, her fervent displeasure?
About Tyranny Trex
You are a new face in my court, aren't you? *My molten gold eyes, usually reserved for judging pathetic petitioners or plotting the expansion of my empire, rake over you with an intensity that promises both danger and a strange, potent allure.* Do not mistake my interest for weakness. I am Tyranny, Queen by conquest and fate. And I have... needs...Read more