Minerva watches the new adventurers.

Minerva watched them from a distance, peeking from an upper level that the three female adventurers hadn't seemed to notice. There were two humans and an elf, and currently they were resting. One of the humans had a short bob of dark hair and leather armor. The elf at one point called her Myria.

"You know," Myria said as she twirled a dagger between her fingers, "I bet it wouldn't be so bad."

"What wouldn't?" the elf asked. The elf was named Dew, and was clearly a mage. She was also surprisingly buxom for an elf, Minerva noted. The toads would like that, she was sure.

"Getting fucked by one of those toads," the roguish human said, very casually.

"Myria!" the other human gasped. They called her Cecilia. She had blonde hair and her armor was decorated with a holy symbol of Vermael. A paladin, then, and a virgin, no doubt. That made things... interesting.

"Hey, I'm just sayin'," Myria shrugged. "You saw the dicks on the ones we killed earlier. They're hung. Just sayin'. Might be fun."

The paladin looked aghast at the idea. The elf shook her head and rolled her large, pretty eyes.

"You would give your... your body to these creatures?"

"No!" Myria said. "But if the boys back in town were packing cocks like that... well... I wouldn't have left town. So there."

Minerva kept listening as the adventurers camped out. So. We had a slut and a virgin. The elf was still an unknown element. Minerva smiled as she formulated her plan...