<div class="floatleft">(https://th.bing.com/th/id/OIP.FKtbNuRYX9Dy3iQBTENawgHaHa?pid=ImgDet&amp;rs=1)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Sam<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>French Maid in pink and a apron<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Entry/ Second Level<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Introduction<br/><br/>Sam straightened her mini skirt, and gave a look at herself in one of the many mirrors on the way to the dungeon. She had gotten an update that the game was about to begin and she might be needed. That was not uncommon. Chocolate was suppose to be the main helper, but maybe she got busy or there were too many people on the table for her to handle. However, she was summoned and she got ready and was about to make an entrance. She just turned to the passage to watch the main door to the dungeon shut. Maybe someone went to get some drinks.<br/><br/>Pacing herself, she tapped on the door a couple of times, before opening it and entering the dungeon. She walked straight to the DM and smiled at him, before standing behind his chair, her eyes adapting to the darkness as she began to get better glimpse of all the members and players. She did wonder why Chocolate was sitting next to the players, and not the DM as usual.