A campfire and more adventurers.

...There were five people around a small campfire. With the light of the fire they could tell that there were two men (a human and a dwarf) and three women (a dwarf, an elf, and another human).

The human male was bald and wore red robes that marked him as some kind of wizard. He kept glancing around nervously, but he didn't seem to notice the observers.

The female human wore a blue cloak and a fine shirt of chainmail, and she had a small harp tucked under her arm. A bard, most certainly. She had sandy-brown hair in a cute pixie cut.

The male dwarf wore heavier armor and carried a shield and a hammer, identifying him as their front-line warrior. He had a dour look on his face and did not remove his helmet, even in camp.

The dwarven woman wore leather armor under a dark green cloak. A crossbow was strapped to her back and two hand axes were looped onto her belt. A ranger, quite likely. Her cloak and light armor did not conceal her wide hips and large bust common of her species. Her auburn hair was braided down the back and buzzed short on the sides.

The elven woman was dressed in elegant, flowing robes that clearly marked her as nobility, so what she was doing down here was anyone's guess. She was beautiful. Slender and graceful, with long black hair.

"Anyone we recognize from town?" Myria asked as Dew looked closely with her acute elven vision.

"No one I know personally," Dew said. "But I think the robed man is a member of the Mage Guild, and the elf woman on the left may be as well."

"So... what should we do?"

"We let them battle the toads," Cecilia said. "We can leave them alone and start our family with Grull."

"Now ladies," Grull said, "Don't you think that our family could be larger?"

"What do you mean, my love?" Cecilia asked.

"I see three women down there who would be valuable additions to our clan," he said, "And my new harem."

"Oh!" Myria said, smiling. "Master, you want to fuck them?"

"Yes, of course I do," Grull said. "And if we find that red-haired warrior again, we'll bring her along too. My seed will grow in many women by the time we leave this cave."

"Oh master," Dew said, "We'd love to help you share the joy of your seed!"

"Good slut," Grull said, rubbing Dew's ass appreciatively. "Now let's form a plan."