Becoming invisible in plan sight

As daylight left the sky and night settled in its place, the night life of sounds came about as well. The dim blue fire lamps at the entrance of the gate is all that is lit in sight. Your dark-vision made seeing things around you pretty easy. Zoning out into a stone faced stare, over to the thick forest path of dirt. This so called trail, was the same route every new player usually ended up on. Some long walk in the forest, then all of a sudden, a trail leading to a creepy, bridged, and gated mansion. All the while, maintaining that haunted gothic castle appeal. The foggy weather slowly rolling in, clouding the surface floor. Even under bridge became difficult to see.

“The weather’s perfect” you think.

In time, voices can be heard far ahead. Immediately appearing feminine in tone. Two off them. Chatting back and forth it seems.

"Thanks for tagging along Jesse, we needed the extra strength!" A high pitched voice praises.

“No problem, Squirt. I needed a good practice run, before I went into any higher dungeon anyway.” The husky voiced Jesse responded. The mere height of this brute was the first to be seen amongst the party. As they appeared to be of an orcish race, and some kind of barbarian as well.

The barbarian’s in this reign tend to carry that stereotype of being wild and rigorous. Wearing little plate armor to protection themselves, because that would go against their free spirited attitude. Believing that their agility and harden skin would be enough to plow through their foes. Which in some cases, it actually is a good strategy, as they become a one man army that’s hard to touch. As well as with a proper team, they can be quite relentless.

This orc seemed to follow that appeal, wearing little to no armor on her legs and arms, besides pauldrons. Wearing mainly a weirdly crafted leotard that doesn’t cover their breasts. Falling short just below them, where a leather bikini top takes its place. The indecency seems to be relevant enough, as the whole party seemed to wear something that at least revealed some hints at skin.

As for the weapon that Jesse has hung on a belt that loosely strapped around her widen hips, was that of a one-handed axe.

With the group of three female individuals getting closer to your territory, more details about them become more apparent.

One of which, being the harder to spot, was a gnome, or a halfling of some kind. Her ears outstretched from under a wizard looking hat. The outfit matching it with a loose fitted dress that cascades between their inhumanly wide hips like a long loin cloth. Revealing thighs displayed from either side, where the dress cuts free.

As for the last person that occupied the party, you identify as oddly human. Though their appearance seemed off as to what class they studied. They wore an interesting black feathered cloak, hiding most of there body underneath. They’re eyes even covered completely by linen cloth, like a bandage would be to cover wounds. This one is to be watched carefully, as they exude wickedness.

Before long, they all reach the stone pavement of the bridge. Stopping there as to examine their surrounds and make a plan of entry. At this point, you remain completely still, taking the role of a statue.