Well this is just sad

Trudging over to her front, you get a better look at her. Skin of an olive tan colour with her black hair tied up in a ponytail, you note that she is the most average of average. Perhaps this was typical since she was technically just a random event NPC, you're not really sure how this works precisely. Sitting up, you continue to watch her struggle, her lower body completely submerged in this admittedly lame **** trap. It was literally just mud woman. Shifting over, you reach a clawed grip out and attempt to pull her up before she went any deeper and suffocated. Seeing your approaching talons forces her to recoil which causes you to rip the front of her dress off. Suddenly realising what happened, she gazed downwards at her exposed chest area and began struggling harder, causing her to sink up to right below her breasts. Well, this is just getting pathetic to watch.

You turn around and plop your tail down the mud pit of doom that Maria has gotten herself into. Seizing the opportunity, she tugs at your tail with all her might and you manage to pull her out of the **** trap. Glancing back, you notice she is completely covered in mud from the chest down and all over her hands. You were hoping for a more adrenaline inducing chase, not this. With a deep sigh, you lead her by the tail towards a nearby river a ways away from your home. There was no way you could get off to this, your elemental weakness was still that of the earth. She surprisingly does not protest and merely follows your lead through the forest. Perhaps she was afraid of what you are capable of, considering all the **** you brought about. Speaking of ****, you feel yourself get slightly stronger, the two poisoned horses are dead. No more witnesses and a low profile maintained. Just imagine the man hunt for you if a druid managed to interrogate the horses for the perpetrator's identity.

Once you reach the river, you gesture with your head for her to enter. She walks over meekly, hands over her chest to save whatever dignity she had left, seems like she understood what you wanted from her. It was dangerous here, there could be adventurers fishing or wild animals drinking from the river. As she washed herself, you take in the view of her bottom and feel your little buddy downstairs act up slightly. You try to calm yourself, it would be extremely precarious to take her right here and now, even under the cover of dark. You would have to wait until you dragged her back to your hideout, you could have as much fun as you wanted then. But all things considered, you were pretty successful on this mission considering you just wanted experience to level up. Having bagged another woman was just the icing on top. You know what? Let the adventurers and wild creatures come, they would make great sources of experience if you got the drop on them. Pacing back and forth, you watch her wash and reveal the smooth skin hidden underneath all that mud, her bottom shaking against her torn and stained dress. She would honestly look better without it. Once you are sure that she would not run off, you sneak into a nearby bush and check up on your new stat sheet while you have the time.

Level up!
Lesser Poison Dragon
Level 6->Level 7
Melee Attack 15->20
Ranged Attack 7->9
Natural Armor 7->8
Speed 5->6
Weakness: Earth
Special Abilities:
Poison Bite - Each bite deals Melee Attack damage and poisons enemies for 7 Poison Damage/Per second.
Poison Veil - Immune to poison.
Draconic Awe - Melee attacks targeting you have a 10% chance of failure.
Lesser Hoard - 1 random, permanent item from each defeated enemy is placed at your spawn point. Can be looted only upon your defeat.

Alright, just stat increases, no added abilities. Sure, you can work with that, it's better than nothing. Still no ranged attack but sure, you're not mad at all.

As you were busy grumbling over your improved stats and zero new abilities, your eyes shoot up as you hear something approach. You pounce out of the bush, ready for combat, but all you get is a slight yelp as it was just Maria who had finished washing herself. Good, you never could stand the mud and earth on your scales. Just the mere thought was enough to make your skin crawl, why is earth even good against poison anyways? Either ways, with a quick grunt, she notices you and walks over in a calmer manner than before.

"Yo- you killed my brothers..." The first words out of her mouth that wasn't screaming or whimpering. Well.