A raider

It had been a good day all-in-all for the clean-shaven human Devin and his crew of raider's as they walked along the shore of the Wounded Coast, they had ambushed a good few number of merchant's who didn't have the necessary coin to book passage on a boat which resulted in them hiring only a few bodyguard's that were easily dispatched by Devin and his men who gladly liberated the good's the merchant was carrying. Not that the merchant could've done anything about it, what with him being dead and all.

"Can't wait to get back to Kirkwall" the dwarf Volgor said eagerly "I'mma buy the best whore in tha Bloomin Rose" the Blooming Rose was pretty much the only place he ever spent his coin on. His armour was a clear reminder of that, anyone who saw the short heavily bearded dwarf could see clear enough that his chainmail armour was close to falling off which didn't seem to bother Volgor.

Looking at the dwarf Devin sneered, the state of the surfacer dwarf's armour would easily mean his **** and yet the dwarf had seemingly never sustained any major injuries in combat even with the shitty condition his armour was in. The human really hoped the dwarf met his end soon, the less people in his group would mean he would gain more of the loot.

As usual the third member of the group stayed silent as he always did, only talking when necessary. The person in question was a human mage named Carden who was a mage who had escaped from the Circle in Kirkwall. How the young mage managed to escape boggled Devin's mind, that place was a fucking fortress! he and Volgor had happened upon him after they had witnessed him fleeing a group of Templars or more accurately getting them to split up in an attempt to find him quicker only for him to take them down one-by-one. After seeing the power he wielded Devin decided that as everyone in Thedas feared that mages were deadly and unpredictable, the ability to turn someone into a pile of ash with a flick of their hand would be very useful to their enemies.

It wasn't long before Devin saw something, or rather someone laying on their side on one of the many beaches that scattered the Wounded Coast but while he would usually not give two shit's about what happened to this unlucky idiot it was clear that the person laying on their side either **** or dead was a woman. A ver, VERY attractive female. She had tanned skin, thigh high boot's, a blue headscarf but what caught his attention the most was her corset which made very little effort to hide the more than generous amount of tanned clevage that was clearly visible, it looked like a simple tug of the laces holding it together would cause those dual orb's of flesh to spring out. He had every intention of finding out just how well proportioned this woman's melon's were.

He had already sent Volgor and Carden back to their hideout amidst the many cave's that were interred into the rock's that scattered the Wounded Coast which was what made it a place ripe with bandit's tal-vashoth and the like due to the fact it was unknown what would be lurking in any of the cave's be it criminal's, creatures or the qunari outcast's. It was reason's like this why many Kirkwall guard's had met their end here after their patrol's had been ambushed out of the blue.

Kneeling down, Devin lewdly fondled the tanned woman's body slowly examining each of her feature's he had been pleasantly surprised when his hand drifted down to her rear and discovered she wore no undergarments and shamelessly groped her firm posterior. He had been tempted to strip naked and take her right there on the beach but no, he decided to take her to his and his two companion's hideout.