<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/PkGjICU.jpg)</div>Tandi had had the looks many times before. Part of her heritage, her blood, was the gift of beauty. A few courtiers back in her grandfather's court had said could she might rival the elf beauties, silly of course since she was a half breed and mostly shunned by her father and the rest of the Court. It was Lucky that her grandfather, the Elf King, had liked her and had kept the worst at bay...still she knew the looks sent her way while she played. The males were trying to imagine her naked and the females with the look wondered how her lips would feel and taste.<br/><br/>She might look exotic and attainable but she had standards these days, even when she was younger and running the city to survive she didn't spread her thighs for any one. Each town and inn was the same, she sang mostly a list of songs and made her way further into the wilds. The sad thing was she had been without any sex for a long while. Damn it over a year since she adventured with the warrior and his pal the wizard. She let her mind wander back to the times she had both one in her mouth the other in her tight pussy. But that was then and this was now. Hell maybe if this tip plays out well she will find a nice beach town and a boy toy and have some fun.<br/><br/>After a week she was a bit worried, lucky she had the bag of holding and always stuffed more rations and water into it that as well as oats for her mare. This horse had lasted the longest so far at over 3 years and she had considered naming it something other then just 'Horse'. By the second week she and 'Horse' were feeling tired and annoyed and she was feeling a bit horny. Finally after almost 3 weeks she spotted the hill...or it looked like how described.<br/><br/>She took time to circle the hill from the dark woods of Kyrptgarden and confirm the obsidian cairns and plinths. The day was getting late so she found a spot in the forest to make a camp. Taking off the saddle and gear from 'Horse' she fed the mare a couple of apples and let it begin munching on the tall grass. She double checked the small area and then made her way along the path she had spotted. It was strange the way the land washed out as she silently closed on the hill. Her right hand pulled out her Elf made rapier, one she had found some years back as her other again checked the bag the rode her left hip and her prized Canaith Mandolin a rare and magical instrument that was on her back. Her left hand then pulled a loaded hand cross bow from the bag.<br/><br/>Her studded leather armor hugged her lithe body and fitted snug along her long legs and over her shapely ass. Only dipping low in the front to show generous cleavage. Sure she could cast Mage Armor and wear more revealing outfits, but it lasted only 8 hours and she had learned the hard way that wearing good armor was often better then a spell. Of course casting mage armor just before she slept without the armor or most of her cloths did offer advantages. She was not a prude and been 'unclothed' numerous times during the past decade of adventuring even once doing a sexy striptease to an evil warlord and his men while her group set up an ambush...she did take it as a complement that the warlord claimed it was worth it to see an elf princess do a dance and strip naked for him.<br/><br/>Her steps were careful and quiet as she climbed the steep path. The washed out colors and faded hues worried her but more was the size of the supposed tomb. Her rough estimates said the hill 's base was around 300 paces north and almost as many to the east tapering to point. It was clearly no natural hill, made by someone that was sure. She would scout the enterence and then head back for supplies and to form a proper group for this.<br/><br/>As she rose up onto the of the hills the dark obsidian cairns around her she saw the huge figure and hear the sounds of grunts and hard chewing. No one that had hear it would forget the sound of tearing meat and breaking bone. She froze as the ogre stopped chewing and tearing at the meat. It lifted its head and she heard sniffs from under the helmet.<br/><br/>Backing up slowly she used a simple cantrip placing a Minor Illusion of a fallen Cairn in front of her. She ducked behind one of the big black Obsidian things and waited. She should be able to handle s ingle ogre the problem would be it would weaken her magic and you never knew what else could hear.<br/><br/>She took a moment to check for any opening or doors as she moved to keep the big beast between her and cover.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stealth</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll ID: 108764<br/>Owner: Phaia<br/>Viewer: Noone or Anyone<br/>Time Rolled: 2017-10-09 21:27:27<br/><br/>Summary: At 2017-10-09 21:27:27, tandi (uid: 3337) rolls: 1d20a+10 Result: 29 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=108764)<br/><br/>Full Result: tandi rolled: 1d20, adding +10 to the total<br/>Comment: <br/>Result: 19, <br/>Total: 29<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Perception Check</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll ID: 108765<br/>Owner: Phaia<br/>Viewer: Noone or Anyone<br/>Time Rolled: 2017-10-09 21:29:06<br/><br/>Summary: At 2017-10-09 21:29:06, tandi (uid: 3337) rolls: 1d20a+7 Result: 27 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=108765)<br/><br/>Full Result: tandi rolled: 1d20, adding +7 to the total<br/>Comment: perception check<br/>Result: 20, <br/>Total: 27<br/><br/>YEA! a 20...cant get a better roll....time to find a way into the tomb even if she might not want lol<br/></div></div>