Telria

She's tall, probably five foot ten, somewhere in her early thirties, with curly red hair and a round face. She has a very nice hourglass-shaped body, trim waist and well endowed. She has a beautiful face with high cheekbones and full lips. Her makeup is always perfect, though subtle. Her long red hair is usually loose, though she sometimes puts it up in a bun or ponytail. Her busty figure is enough to make most men (and some women) drool and stutter in her presence.

At present all of the good looks are hidden under a hunter’s cloak with the hood up while she wanders the market at Viera, looking for someone to trade favours with. Although the majority of the venders and buyers at the market today are men, and some are definitely checking her out – she is not interested in them today. She is making subtle checks of the women at the market, and as it is a very large market she can take her time and not be noticed.

Telria finds that she doesn’t care what kind of woman – well within reason – even Telria has her limits and tastes. She finds herself liking most of them: the flirty barmaids, the shy maids, the busy sellers, and the plain ones that are firebrands when she gets them into bed. As she daydreams thinking about the various women she is getting wet and hard, and she has to tuck her lower self away unobtrusively.

She has a room at the Running Dwarf Inn, which is a decent establishment and out of the way so that no one really knows her. She stops and checks out a couple of potential prospects while she rummages under her cloak for her ‘trading’ materials. She finds a couple of trinkets that she feels should do the trick, and then approaches one of the women at her stall. The woman is a buxom young brunette about 5’3”, her long hair pinned up into a sort of bun, is wearing just a plain blouse and skirt but the blouse is exposing her ample charms for whoever wishes to look.