Standing at the cave, Mayae'Riina Baenneld, a drow female magic user, adjusted her cloak and wondered why she had come alone. The wind blew her cloak around and her hood down, revealing her ebony skin, white hair down to the small of her back, and the jet black, skin tight leotard, with a small miniskirt at the bottom of it. Wincing at the sudden exposure to light, she wished her eyes would just adjust. She had been on the surface her entire life, but it still hurt.<br/><br/>Reminding herself about the probable size of the hoard, she remember why she came alone. Because the last time she was in a group, they had tried to kill her at the end, to increase the size of their shares of treasure. Wrapping the cloak back around her, she glances down at her body, and flips the hood up at the same time. Perhaps they had planned other things as well, she thought, admiring her DD cup breasts, well muscled legs, and her fully fleshed out ass.<br/><br/>Checking to make sure her items where within easy access should she needs then, she tightens her grip on her staff, and walks into the cave, trusting her spells and natural talents to keep her safe through another dungeon delve.