<br/>Her last sight of the troll was him holding the feather between two of his massive fingers and twirling it slowly a happy, dreamy look on his face.<br/><br/>The route to the doors took her past the tank where a succubus hooker tried to catch her eye, pushing her breasts against the bar and winking, "I do girls for half price sweetie..." she called as Carmen continued past her.<br/><br/>The doors were... surprisingly tall. Or maybe not so surprising given where she was. Still it was strange to stand beside them... and wonder why there were three stone steps standing out of the floor.<br/><br/>The door next to her opened to the sound of hoofbeats and a small muffled swear, "This thing sticks worse everytime..."<br/><br/>"Aww take it easy Halla, maybe you're just getting weaker!" Said a male voice.<br/><br/>Halla swore again a little louder and the door became unstuck and she walked into the room. Her top half was an attractive pale skinned woman wearing a uniform with a stab vest, her long black hair tied in a pony tail. Her bottom half was a... horse...<br/><br/>She looked down at Carmen, "Can I help you?"<br/><br/>