I Pay My Debts

"You're right, If any of the upper branches that were supporting the tree trunk had broken it would have crushed me to **** and that means I do owe you my life. I don't remember much but I do remember that I pay my debts. I will travel with you till I can save your life and even the score between us at least." Jane says as she straightens up and stands.

Now that I can see the whole picture of her I get a better sense of what/who I am looking at. Jane Doe is roughly 5'10” tall, 21 years old, has Pale skin, Curly Red hair, and Green eyes which sparkle and flash even in the dim dappled light of the forest. Her face is unblemished and attractive for a woman of her age, with a strong but not excessive nose, and very evenly set and sized eyes. She is dressed, if you can call it that, in a tight halter top that hugs her C-cup breasts and bluejeans cut off such that they look more like a pair of form fitting underwear than shorts let alone pants, with a strange backpack made of some kind of glossy cloth and full of I know not what, Each hand is adorned with a set of diamond encrusted rings that go over all four top knuckles of her fingers and are designed as much for fighting as jewelry purposes. Her feet are covered by black combat boots with knee high tight fitting black socks over which are strapped two sheathed daggers, and the boots spark purple slightly when the light hits them betraying their magical nature. Overall she looks like either a tramp, or a vicious revolutionary from some tropical jungle, and either way exudes a raw animal magnetism that could tempt angles to stray, or roused to anger set the very devil himself to terrified rout.

"I'm glad you are on my side," I mutter 'Soto-Voche', so I think, but she smiles and bows slightly at the waste, hands clasped as though in prayer.

"Thank you Nemo, Mistress Rochell would be honored by your esteem of her humble student," Jane says as she straightens up.

Excellent hearing too... I think in the privacy of my own head.

"Well my muscular friend, where do we go from here?" Jane asks with an elegant sweeping gesture of her right hand...