Yes, Sandra the Thief's text adventure begins.

Without even bothering to answer in the affirmative you start to type, “No need for dice rolls for this adventure.” You write. “At the end of each text just tell me what Rae does in simple terms.” When Sandra quickly agrees, you begin her adventure into the seeder side of D&D . . .

"From your knowledge gleaned from Ragnar's ramblings, and asking a few locals, you quickly figure out the hub of shady active in the city is at a tavern called the 'Spanking Spriggan' near the **** Auction House and the Temple to Rudd, the goddess of Chance and Gambling in the seedy Docks District."

"You have removed all your priestly robes, clerical trappings and +1 mace, and now wear plain linen armor with a concealed dagger. Your pretty face and ample curves quickly draws attention from the Spriggan's sparse afternoon crowd, which will grow as the men come out for their evening wine, cheap food, rowdy songs, and wenches who are willing to strip for the right amount of coin."

"The barkeep crudely whistles over to you. 'Hey, Top-heavy. Are you lost or are looking for a job?'”