A buxom young Sorceress

Minerva was a beauty, and she knew it. With long black hair, porcelain skin, and a figure that could put the most prized courtesan to shame, she was the crown jewel of her home city. At least as far as she was concerned. The Sorceress was dressed in a revealing outfit, the low cut corset top, black gloves, thigh high boots, and a slitted skirt that left a great expanse of her toned legs exposed. She was currently blowing smoke from her fingertips, having just blasted one of the cave toads with a gout of lightning. The end result was a smile pile of ash. "Hardly even a threat."

The rest of her party had suffered her arrogant personality the entire trip. While the young warrior of the party had started out with a crush on her, it had eventually turned into near hatred. "Yeah, whatever..." He sighed. The party had been made up of men, to which Minerva was fine with. She hated competition, and when all attention was on her, all the better. But she was also a bit greedy as well, and if the cave toads were so easy to deal with, she likely could go it alone. Which meant splitting up, and ditching who she went with.

The cave toad watched her. It recognized her tone, and as she uttered the word 'split up', it was curious. Even the most arrogant rarely opted for that, expecially females. But she advocated it, and demanded it. And at the split that led to various parts of the lair, she took the dwarf with her. Scar knew well enough that the darkness held no sway over such creatures, and had followed at a distance. Slowly giving up on the rather well endowed woman, the creature suppressed a throaty chuckle. As they had faced off against more of his kind, with the dwarf charging forward, he had watched the raven haired beauty abandon him. While the muscular dwarf was dispatching his kind, the woman moved on ahead, coming to one of the various rooms where they kept the gear of what they found, and previous adventurers.

Minerva licked her ruby lips as she looked around. With this amount of gold, she didn't even need to finish the quest. Why risk further danger, when grabbing the gold meant a quick pay day. If the others fell, so be it. After all, there were always more of their kind around.

Idly stroking itself, Scar crouched low, extending barbs, as he moved in close. Just a few more steps, and he'd have her...