Take her to the village.

“I can take you to the village.”
Tripps whirled around, a stunned look on her face, “What?”
“The village,” you repeated, “I know where it is. I can take you there if you like.”
“Really?!” Tripps rushed over and swept you up into a hug, “Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you. Um, does that thing ever go down?”
You blush, caught rubbing your erection against her, “No actually. I literally have a permanent hard on.” Anyway, oddly eager to change the subject,lest the conversation turned back to sex. “If you’ve got all your gear equipped, we can head there now.”
“Now. Right now?”
You double check to make sure your crossbow was equipped. “I don’t have anything else worth doing. Lets go.”

It takes you longer than usual to reach the human settlement. Normally you would have taken a shortcut through the water. But with a hero in tow in you thought it best to avoid the swamp kraken dens. However you reach the village without incident.
It didn’t have a name. None of the settlers thought it would be necessary, being the only village in Griever’s Swamp. They just wanted to be left alone, and the local monsters were happy to leave them alone. That didn’t stop the occasional lost group of heroes from wandering in. Most who did were politely offered a boat ride to a point closer to their goal. And promptly dropped off into the heart of swamp kraken territory.
However, you think that Tripps would be better received. You did escort her here after all. And you also extracted a promise that she would be on her best behavior. “These human’s came into the swamp to get away from people.” you had told her. “So try to be polite. And no heroics. They get along just fine with the local monsters. They don’t need you spoiling that.”
“I understand.”

The headsman approached the pair of you as soon as you entered the village. “Greetings dryad, I see you have brought a visitor to our home.” He cast a disdainful eye at Tripps. “Why have you brought a hero to our sanctuary?”
“She has come in search of information.” You replied, “She bears no ill will to your village, and has agreed to be peaceful during her visit.”
“Very well,” He looked carefully at Tripps. “What have you come here seeking?”
“I come in search of information concerning the Shadewalkers.” Tripps said carefully, glancing over at you. You nod encouragingly. “Anything you may know would be helpful.”
“I, personally, do not know about the Shadewalkers.” The headsman said. “However, you may ask the Ancient. His hut is located at the other end of the village. You will find him there.”

“Who is this Ancient?” Tripps asked you.
“I’ve never met him,” you said. “He keeps to himself. However I can say he is truly ancient. He’s been here a least as long as the swamp. So mind your manners.”
You entered the hut and Tripps immediately bowed deeply, loudly proclaiming something in elvish. You look surprised from her to the Ancient. He truly was ancient. His hair was pure white, and his skin gnarled with age. He was certainly the oldest elf you’d ever seen.
“Rise, child of the elves,” He rasped, “We stand on no formality here. Though it is good to know that not all the old customs have been abandoned.”
“My mother came from a very traditional family,” Tripps said straightening. “It drove them insane when she married a human.”
“Well, sometimes you have to look forward, “the Ancient said, “However if you have come to me, you are searching the past. Tell me daughter, what do you seek?”
“I seek to become a Shadewalker.” Tripps said. You admired her a bit, her voice hadn’t trembled once. “Can you help me?”
“So,” He mused, “So, the old stories have not been forgotten. And those stories were old when even I was young. Very well. Since you have come all the way here I will aid you with your quest. But be warned it will not be an easy one. You may find…”
“Coward!” A voice roared from the village entrance, “I know you are here! Show yourself!”
“Ah fuck,” you groaned. “Maxwell.”
“Who?” Tripps asked.
“A fighter,“ you explained. “I, might have killed off the rest of his party.”
“And you didn’t kill him? Why the fuck not?”
“I was thinking about your ass.”
“That’s no excuse!”
“The hell it isn’t!” You shot back as you left the hut.
“Player Killer!” Maxwell roared. You could see him waving his swords. ”Come out or I will burn this village to the ground to find you!”
“What did he call me?”
“A hero that hunts and kills other heroes.” Tripps explained. “And he sounds serious. I’d better go over there before he starts setting fires.”
“What? Tripps, wait!” She took off running, drawing her sword. Maxwell shouted in triumph as Tripps came into view. He aimed a vicious blow at her head, which Tripps ducked under. You cautiously approached the duel, crossbow raised and loaded. Maxwell was clearly fighting Enraged, the status adding strength to his blows while reducing his accuracy. In contrast Tripps was fighting calmly, her single sword flickering in a deadly dance between Maxwell’s duo. She appeared to be holding her own, but Maxwell appeared to be several levels higher. It would only take one solid hit for him to take her down.
As if on cue, a booted foot slammed into her chest, knocking her down. Stunned she could only watch as Maxwell raised his sword for the final blow. Only to stagger back as you unload your crossbow into his chest. A look of shock passed over his face as he sank to his knees before falling to the ground.

LEVEL UP!
Dryad Treemother (Corrupted)
Level 10
Melee Attack: 20
Ranged Attack: 14
Abilities Improved!
Toxic Thorns: Claws inflict poison damage for 10 dps for 10 seconds
Woody Stem: Reduce damage from piercing attacks by 20%
New Abilities!
Treemother: Raise a single tree to fight for your cause
Fruitful Harvest: Collect the corpses of your enemies to feed your tree.

Wow, that’s different. You spin around when you hear Tripps take a deep gasping breath. You rush over to attend to her. She looks up at you still gasping. “You’re taller.” You check yourself. You were taller, you had also filled out quite a bit. Your breasts and ass were larger and your hips had a bit more to them. You actually looked like a milf, except that when you opened your robe to check your cock was still there if different. Your permanently hard shaft, which now arched up until it touched your belly button and was at least twice as thick, was standing proudly over a huge pair of balls that you could feeling churning up cum. You look at Tripps in time to see her lick her lips at the size of your new equipment

“As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted.” The Ancient said as he walked up to you. “You may find that you will need a strong ally to aid you on your search. And I believe you may have found one.”
“The dryad?” Tripps sounded as bewildered as you felt. “But, it isn’t possible for a hero to party with a monster.”
“It is.” The Ancient explained. “You must simply accept Outlaw status. This will allow the dryad to join your party and aid you on your quest. However you will be targeted by other heroes if the find you in the company of a monster. Also monsters from other areas will still attack you on sight. Will you accept this?”