(You find yourself in the middle of an Egyptian throne room. Upon some stairs sits a golden throne. Upon the throne are plush silken pillows that none other than Cleopatra herself lays her body on. Large muscular men surrond her with palm tree fans, vines of grapes, wine and other treats. She casts you a look. Her dark pooled eyes are intimdating to anyone.)

Cleopatra "Well then traveller, tell me what you can offer me? I only desire your seed. Can you deliver or will you shrivel up and die?"