In the darkness, a slight shuffling and scraping sound is heard. A shape appears in the darkness, the shape becoming clearer as it heads out of the darkness. A naga, or, to be more precise, a nagaess. She's roughly 38 feet long. Her skin, both on her humanoid, and serpent halves, is a pale flesh tone. Her long strawberry blonde hair nearly touches the ground. Her eyes are a steel-blue color, and her long elven ears are pierced with two sets of earrings, a set of black hoops, and one set of ruby studs. A doubly row of long, bone white spines runs down her serpent half. She's wearing a black tanktop over her considerable bust, with the word MILK in bold white letters across the front. A pair of black cut off sleeves covers her arms, leaving only the tips of her fingers to be seen. A red collar encircles her neck, with a small glowing stone set in the middle of it.<br/><br/>Susan spies the house, slinthering about it to the rear. She's been wandering for a long time, and this looked like a nice place to hole up and take a little undisturbed rest. "Must be my lucky day." She grins, opening up the back door, and slithering inside, looking around.