Shiny things often leads to ...

The party quietly make their way into the room and begin to scamper over to the unsuspecting person still with their back turned at the end of said room.

Amilia now leading the crouching charge, unsheathes one of her newly looted daggers, eyes narrowed in anticipation as she gets ready to strike.

Amilia now only a few feet away, rises from her crouched position, a grin of anticipation on her face as she slightly raises the dagger but that's when not only Amilia but the rest of the party hear a velvet voice say to them.

"If you're going to kill s-s-someone, at least have the courtesy to look them in the eyes as you s-s-steal their life".

The voice sends shivers down all of the party's spines, causing them all to rise to a standing position yet almost freezes them all in place.

Just then, the figure clicks her fingers and seemingly from nowhere, at least twenty Darkcross members emerge from thin air, popping into existence with weapons drawn and all pointed at the four.

The voice then laughs, echoing throughout the room, those shivering spines shaking even more.

Eventually the devilish laughter fades and just then, the ornately dressed figure turns around and reveals herself to the party.

"S-s-s-soooo, who are these rats, caught in my trap?".

The lizard-woman laughs, sending that chilling laughter echoing through the cave yet again.

The lizard-woman then begins to walk around the party, her eyes eagerly drinking in every miniscule detail of all members of the group.

She goes back to the large throne-like seat and slowly takes a seat, her eyes not leaving the group for a single second as she does.

That's when the lizard-woman closes her eyes before taking a deep breath, almost like she's taking in the scent of the party, she then lets the breath out in a long exhale before opening her eyes back up once again.

The lizard-woman then lets out a small *mmph* before speaking, "S-s-sooo, not only do you all break into my home, not only do you kill two of my people and try to **** me, but you all have the audacity to stand there and not even introduce yourselves?!".

The party are stunned, not knowing what to do in their current situation, that's when the lizard-woman lets out a sigh before saying,

"Fine, since you all wish to be so rude, I will introduce myself first-".

The lizard-woman clears her throat before continuing, "Hello, my name, is Ivellise, and you all are?".

"Eat my ass bitch!" Amilia says with an aggressive tone.

"Hmm, Eatmyassbitch, sounds elvish not at all suitable for such a cute cat like yourself, Amilia DeLaton".

"THAT'S NOT MY FUCKING NAME YOU SHIT EATING TROLL FUCKSLUT!" Amilia shouts with a mighty rage.

Ivellise merely laughs at the outburst, knowing she's found a nerve to press whenever she feels like.

Ivellise then moves on to Kyuala, pointing her finger at the orc before saying, "Hmm, i've heard about you, Miss Kyuala Mar'azu, you own that filthy Kreaky Kauldron if i'm not mistaken".

"The only thing that's filthy is your cunt you scaley whore" Kyuala spits with venom.

Ivellise laughs again, simply amused by the guts of the large woman.

"Ahh, I never grow tired of the insults, they get used time and time again yet I still find amusement in them, especially when spoken with such fury, although I should expect as much from the spawn of the biggest orc whore in the continent".

Kyuala roars, trying to get her close to Ivellise but is met with steel to her gullet by the guards, almost piercing her neck, which forces her back to the party.

Ivellise then moves her finger over to John and Lani who is currently hiding behind John's neck.

"Now you, I don't actually know, so tell me, what is your name?".