A Goblin, and Elf, a Human, and a Dwarf

The party of four women of four races was outside the tower, bickering.

"Well, it's a lot of magic," the elven woman said. "I guess that guy at the bar was right, if a little creepy."

She had a green cloak and a wooden staff, but it was ice magic. No threat, and Maera was going to make sure to return her her stuff - once she was done with her.

The Dwarven woman scoffed. "I'm pretty sure everyone in that bar was looking us up and down, Esta."

The goblin nodded. "Yup. Even the tavern girl was looking at your ass, and usually it's the other way around!"

Maera realized at that point she didn't know their names. She pinged a scrying spell at them, to see who these four were.

The goblin was Gondi Hali, a level 2 Warrior. The elf was Esta Vivylla, a level 3 Cryomancer. Harriette Chantwood was a level 2 human Archer. Finally, the Dwarf, Aelia Bridgestep, was the least levelled of all - a mere level 1 Healer.

These were baby adventuresses! The best kind to play with, in Maera's opinion.

They finally ended their bickering about the townspeople and the rather lecherous looks they gave the party, and made the first mistake of not checking for wards.

The door lit up, and in a magical flash, four women in adventuring gear and items instead became a pile of items, and the four women were transported with nothing to the dungeon's tenth floor.

Maera, however, wasn't totally evil. She had left a variety of items for the four to use.