Witness nature's beauty.

Standing at about thigh-high in the water is Lady Nyllia Tesgella, completely nude. Her wet elven skin sparkles under the light of the moon. It's like something out of your deepest fantasies--a gorgeous elf bathing in the woods. As she tips the water cupped in her hands over her shoulder, it rolls down her her perky, full breasts, her smooth stomach, and down her curvy hips back to the stream beneath her. Despite being wet, her silken hair flows down past her shoulders with a rich beauty only seen in a dream. She's a woman so fair, and so in her element, that you can't help but stare in awe as she continues to wash.

Behind her is a glistening waterfall at about the height of her neck. She reaches back yet again, cupping the water in her hands, and pours it slowly down her figure.

I shouldn't be peeping in on this. If she catches me, this whole mission is a bust. She'll kick us out and make us walk back alone. She's a pure, valiant maiden. A white knight. Nobody should be seeing this side of her! Though, this image before me is surreal... It's like something from the front cover of an erotic novel.

"Mr. Warren?" she says.

Your heart sinks into your chest. What do I do? If I run, she'll know I was doing something shady. I need to act like it was a misunderstanding. It's the only way.

"Is that you, Lady Tesgella?" you ask. "Oh shoot! Sorry!"

I'll never be a hero. She'll tell everyone. This badass babe is apparently the talk of the town when it comes to adventurers, and now she thinks I'm a peeping tom.

She smiles and chuckles warmly. "That is quite adorable. Please come out from there."

You swallow. Then, you step out from the trees and approach the edge of the stream. "Y-Yes?"

She turns to face you in all her glistening, naked beauty. She slides her hands back through her hair, and her stare is piercing. However, she doesn't seem angry, which is what you expected. Is she so pure and innocent that she won't even raise her voice with me?

"You are already here, Mr. Warren. You might as well stay until I am finished."

"Wait, really?"

She slides her hands up over her breasts, and squeezes them gently within her grip. She then continues her hands upwards and to her neck, causing her tits to bounce back down. Water trickles down from her hair and over her supple skin. It continues downwards to her bare pussy, which is also stunning. You can't look away.

"My own men have never even seen me bathe," she says as she continues to wash up. Where you usually see a valiant, professional expression, you see a coy smirk, and a gaze you didn't expect. She looks playful.

"Lady Tesgella, why--"

"You may call me Nyllia while you are here, if you would like."

What's going on? This isn't how she was before at all.

"Nyllia. I thought you were more..."

"You thought I was what, Kyle?" She backs up into the waterfall, and allows it to stream down her body. She brushes hair away from her eyes, and looks back over towards you.

"N-Nothing," you utter beneath your breath.

"You are an interesting man. I believe I was correct in bringing you and your party along. Many people I have worked with, are much more... dull. But your friends are funny, and here you are, peeping at me."

"I wasn't!"

She giggles, and winks. "I am only teasing. Remember this moment. But for now, I must redress and return to camp. Perhaps you should do so first. And it may be in your best interest not to mention this to the others. I believe they will not be as pleased as I have been."

"You're pleased?"

"I will see you back at camp, Kyle."