Tialyn had a long, long way to go - But the journey wasn't boring in the slightest! It felt so strange to be leaving in the morning, to hear the town come to life around her...As if she *really* was an adventuress, setting out to parts unknown. The boundaries between real life and virtual reality were blurring, even as she waved goodbye to the guards - A little startled that they recognized her...!<br/><br/>Fortunately, traveling was easier than it should've been. Her stiletto heels troubled her not at all, her curvy hips rolling just so...Even as she steered clear of the vast crocodiles she'd glimpsed. They were minding their own business, after all - She'd mind her own, too! Her slim fingers adjusted her tight, tight shorts, wondering if she should've picked a skirt instead...Still, the way they clung to the elven beauty's shapely behind was *hardly* unpleasant, even if it *was* a little distracting...<br/><br/><em>Distracting</em>. That was the best way to put it...She had to wonder how Kendra was doing. If she'd been playing this for so long - You'd have thought she'd be doing better. The tiefling, too...Clearly, the woman knew something she *didn't*. And yet - Yet, if she was so skilled, wouldn't she have been in the top three too...?<br/><br/>Callie was<em>definently</em>at a disadvantage here - But there was no choice except to forge on!<br/><br/>After an interminable journey, the desert loomed before her, the heat beating down upon her in waves! Tialyn shielded her eyes against the glare, a little wince teased from her lips...Virtual this might be, but it was<em>intimidating</em>! She didn't relish the long trek ahead - Never mind that she'd made it *this* far without troub-<br/><br/>A light gasp purred from her lips - She half-turned, at the sound of the orc's gruff voice! "Oh my~!" A taut hiss thrummed from Tialyn's silky throat...Vividly remembering what Kendra had been talking about, earlier - Her gaze sliding up, up and over the orc's powerful form! Maybe, if she went along with him...<br/><br/>No, no. She had to focus. Besides, some action would spice things up...<br/><br/>Her hand felt to the hilt of her sword, as she drew herself to her full height - Her honey-blonde tresses gusting in the heated winds! Fifty gold actually wasn't much, but it was the principle of the thing...She could hardly back down to an orc-!<br/><br/>"I refuse!" Tialyn called back - Her black armor catching the light, her lips curling in a pout! An idea struck: "I challenge you, for the right to cross!"