On the Ler side, the unseelie Court of the fae (darkly beautiful, malicious beings) are planning to attack and conquer the seelie court with new weapons and then enslave humanity.
The seelie court (mischievous, radiantly beautiful beings) recruit me to help due to a knack for fae sight and latent abilities I don't fully understand. The first assignment is to capture and interrogate an unseelie fairy. She is human sized when captured. Accompanied by several tawny eyed fairies with amber eyes, garb of leaves and vines and flitting along barefoot, I first meet the captive.
She stands on tiptoe, bonds forcing her to stretch all the way up to remain standing. Her lithe and dusky form swaddled in her typical attire, a lacy sheer dress crafted of spider silk and shadow, supple curves backlit by glowing mushrooms. Her purple eyes sneer as she takes in the 'pathetic human' and the flock of whispering and giggling pixies. Her eyes roll as a scuffle breaks out among the ephemeral and easily distracted creatures.
She tunes out mounting pixie giggles as she takes me in. Glowing eyes meeting my ice blue orbs, smirking slightly as she takes in my attire, leafy garb hastily fashioned from whatever foliage was at hand, barely covering the essential areas of my over 6' broad shouldered frame (clothing doesn't transfer when they take you, and that giggly first encounter is fit for another story). She tries a spell that normally works on humans but it fizzles in the magical protections in the cell. I take in several bruises and red marks that indicate the fairies had tried slapping and spanking the captive, but to no avail. I can see in her eyes that no amount of pain will break her, but get an idea from the haplessly giggling fairies in the corner of the cell. I grasp an errant feather. "Ticklish?" I'd ask and her eyes widen in shock briefly before she attempts to bluff with taunting insults. The story will go into more detail, but everyone can imagine where this goes haha. I like to dream, and DnD is fun!