Back with another Baroness piece featuring the OC of Dyp, Zoey! Seems all her time as one of Penelope's loyal servants has started to have some kind of effect on her physical form. Are those fel eyes and horns? Oh dear!
Commissioned By: Dyp
The flow of time in the Baroness’ off-world lair was a difficult thing to grasp for those who had been there for a long time. Time moves differently there, and the lack of a sky and sun to determine the passing of days made it all the more difficult. The sky was an endless expanse of the cosmos, stars littered across a black and purple gown like beautiful diamonds twinkling above this prison.
Zoey had been there longer than she could determine, a new life given her by the Baroness. One of loyalty and servitude to a woman of incomprehensible evil. A threat yet unknown by the world of Azeroth but far different from the ones they were used to. Zoey's body was a tool of pleasure for her selfish and lustful deeds. But as horns sprout from her head and the corruption of the fel takes hold of her over time. Is there perhaps another reason for this servitude?
