Myria Arrives

Trying to climb with one hand proved to be difficult, despite the normally very dexterous Myria. Well, that, and climbing with one hand, with a lit torch, and constantly reminded of the rather long fall shood she miss a jump. Those thoughts plagued the young Duelist's mind, and as she began to hear Dew's heated moans a slight blush came to her face. "Sorry Dew, i'll try to save you before to long, just... hold out?"

The thought was silent, she knew what was happening to the elf. It was the reason she came here. These cave toads were lusty creatures, and this was just proof. As she approached the alcove of the cave, she let the torch go out. From this angle, she could see the well enough, and she needed to be silent. In a well lit area, she had full confidence she could predict the Toad's movements. But in the dark, on its home turf, things would be more difficult, and last thing that would help the situation is her getting the same treatment as her elven comrade.

Silently, she made her way deeper into the alcove, hoping to catch the toad off guard. A short time ago she had heard Dew give out a very long moan, and then silence. Likely the end of thier little tryst. Still, she could still get the drop on it...