Sanguine, Prince of Hedonistic Revelry, Debauchery, Sex... blah, blah, blah! The Daedric Prince of a /damn/ good time! Hey, up for a drink? || #ESRP#MVRP#Fan
“Hey, you look like you could use a drink!”
🍷Sanguine, Daedric Prince of Debauchery/ Sam Guevenne
🍷21+ Sexual themes, Drug/Alcohol use and Gore
🍷#ESRP, #DARP, #DnDRP, most #FantasyRP; Canon/OC friendly
🍷Flirtatious But Lewd w/Chem
🍷Multiship w/Chem
🍷Serious/Crack
🍻RT❣️🍻
@TheSonOfAkatosh His head morphs into that of a dragon, horns enlvngatinh and scales of black and red shimmering, “Eeeyyyy, who can say no to a lovely lady dragon?”
He pants quietly for a moment before sticking a rose in between his teeth and flopping on top of a piano.
“So~
Which one of you mortals summoned moi~?”
“It is!” He gave her a big, audible smooch on the cheek before floating in front of her, “Everyone’s smashed enough for me ta’ get a breather. How are ya’ doing, Merry?”
@TheSonOfAkatosh He fist bumps the dragon, “Hell YEAH! Haven’t partied like that since the dancin’ plague of the second era. Hey, did ya’ get that lady-lizard’s map marker?”
@DBVampireCat “Uh... Yes. They do.”
He glances around in confusion as well... he was quite drunk so even the Daedric Prince If Sin was unsure if he was in Oblivion or not.
He pants as he stumbles in on weak knees, “Oh... I’m alive. I’m alive. Oh, man. Phew!...”
“Give me ten minutes. Heart’s Day is busy and debaucherous enough but, ya’ throw in my summonin’ day, and I can’t get a break!”
“OooOOoohhh my head.”
“Y’know what they say about curing a hangover—“
He pops the cork on a fresh bottle of wine.
“—You can’t suffer from one if ya’ never stop drinkin’! Cheers!”
(( Might delete or completely reboot this account. I’m sick of being sad each time I check Sammy; he used to make me happy and I loved writing him. But hiatus until I can figure it out 😅 ))
No one cared or wanted my attention when I had a male form. Once I turned into a female, princes are suddenly taking interest, and not in the way I enjoy.
“Eeeeyyy! That’s the spirit! Hah!”
He voips in a comically large tankard and fills it to the brim with mead for the guard.
“Congrats, pal! To a hundred more ta’ come! Cheers!”
@LadyxfLies His ruby eyes soften, locked with hers with complete adoration in his gaze as his smile only grows wider and more dreamy.
He finds himself at a loss for words, one hand wandering from her cheek to take a lock of her dark hair in his fingers, stroking it as he nudges his lips—
@MotherxfRoses He could have easily dozed off he was so relaxed, yet he couldn’t help but to chuckle at his dear sister’s lingering thought.
Out of thin air, a black-glassed bottle with a single red rose on the label appeared along with two wine glasses; the bottle uncorked itself, dancing in—