They Are Strange: All Of Them Are Female, And The Clergy Of Some God You Don't Recognize; Certainly Not Armok...

It takes less than a minute for the five members of the all-female party to troop down the stairs past you, and you count it an MP well spent.

First comes a pale-skinned, busty, elven woman with her hair in muck encrusted pale-green dredlocks and wielding a pair of wickedly curved daggers that look like they were made from the forelimbs of a praying mantis the size of a large dog. Her decolletage is covered by a leather breastplate decorated & enhanced with glowing divine runes in no script that is familiar to you, and the bone pommels of her daggers are similarly adorned with marks of enchanting.

Name: Brizdra Olin'Dhaunenid Orlymaetyl; Second of this Name.
Race: Grey Elf.
Age: 256 years.
Class & Level: 7th Level Temple Raider.
HP: 7/9ths Full Health.
MP: 9/10ths Mana.

Following her was a human lass with a fairly flat chest and narrow hips that almost looks more like a halfling or a human teenager slightly too young to be able to turn off the adult content filters but who is, apparently, over 18 years of age, since both her character bio indicates it, and her blatantly sexual strut says that she is currently in the fertile part of her cycle and most likely on the prowl for a man to get down and dirty with. Her short ditchwater blonde hair and blue eyes are framed in a face covered in grimy slime and filth in whorls and patterns that look almost religious in nature, using some of those same liturgical runes from the elf's armor, though these don't glow. She wields as her weapon a great ax made from the razor-sharp mandibles of some giant desert insect and wears armor apparently crafted out of the iron-hard chitin of the same creature.

Name: 1nt3gr4l 0ph3l1l4h 3l1z4b3th 4shf0rd th3 IIIrd.
Race: Human.
Age: 19 Years.
Class & Level: 6th level Anti-Palidin.
HP: 7/8ths of Full Health.
MP: 5/6ths of Full Mana.

Taking up the middle of the pack was the first individual who gave a clear indication of who it was that this group of people served in terms of a divine patron, a Demigod-Human sorceress with a 'divine' bloodline tracing from Nimrev. She would be hideous to look on if you were a human, more insect than a person, with large bibulous eyes, a centauroid body, sharp dagger-like protrusions from just below her pinky fingers on her chitinous hands, massive dragonfly wings on her back, and a nose that is little more than a pair of slits in her face, but to you, she is beautiful and so incredibly sexually attractive, with a thorax plump to the point of painful with unfertilized eggs swaying and quivering behind her with every step, and the satisfactorily sized she sacks sitting on her sternum heavy with unshed milk for her young when they hatched...

Name: Slurghurfok the Hive-Maker
Race: Praying Mantis Insectile/Human-Demigod Of Nimrev.
Age: 21 Years.
Class & Level: 10th level Divine Bloodline Sorceress.
HP: Full Health.
MP: Full Mana.

Next behind her was what was more than likely the 'noob' of the party, a relatively young but blatantly sexualized halfling woman who was dressed up in what amounted to a stripper's outfit, with an armored bra and panties adorned with glowing divine runes, and little else except shoulder, knee, elbow, and hip pads, all similarly adorned, and a whole lot of decoratively applied rotten produce smeared all over her skin, teeming with tiny crawling vermin. Her long amber-colored hair was similarly smeared with streaks of muck, including copious amounts of dried and matted semen, leaving entire sections of it stark white with all the cum that it had been stained with. Her body was not like that of many halflings women who the changes from child to mature adult was a subtle one to non-halflings, rather such differences were incredibly obvious and aggressively 'on display' in her case, with the equivalent of G-Cup tits by halfling standards and an ass to match, that while it was covered by the enchanted scales of her armored panties, they left basically nothing to the imagination. To be honest, her proportions, nay, her entire look; was downright cartoonish.

Name: Belinda Barrister the Bucksom-Broad of Bedbreakerborough.
Race: Hairfoot Halfling.
Age: 106 years.
Class & Level: 5th level Cleric of Nimrev.
HP: Full Health.
MP: 1/2 Full or Empty Mana.

Fifth and finally is a large and solid half-orc woman, whose muscles are taught and toned under her suit of silken-ceremonial-armor that clings to her many many luscious curves in all the right places. Her vibrant green skin is the only one of the five who is not mucking filth encrusted, nor is her lustrous black hair which hangs to her waist in long curling tresses of Ebony Midnight Majesty that makes you feel irrationally aroused by looking at it. You're a cockroach, such things should hold no attraction for you, but you can't help but feel that you want to bury your dick deep in her throat while you grab her hair and use it to anchor yourself as you fuck her mouth till you make her swallow your seed like a thick semen stew. In terms of her equipment, she too is wielding a pair of axes made from the mandibles of some immense and deadly insect, but hers seem to come from a jungle creature of some sort, and they blaze with divine power like unto a dark sun. They also are a pair of hand axes, not the single great ax that is wielded by the Anti-Paladin.

Name: Hurlivfirmuc Bugfokhurgud the Mother of Monsters.
Race: Planes Orc
Age: 18 Years.
Class & Level: 6th level Crusader of Nimrev.
HP: 3/4 Full Health.
MP: 2/3 Full Mana.

They also are talking about why they are here, and you would swear that they are talking about you...