<div class="floatleft">(https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/30738236/Arpee/Elliquiy/samedibust.jpg)</div><strong>Samedi Métayer</strong>(http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=13577)<br/><strong>HP: </strong>10/19<strong>AC:</strong>15<strong>Touch: </strong>12<strong>Flat:</strong>13<strong>Rage: </strong>10/10<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Samedi gritted her teeth as she went over the rogue's offer. She didn't want to end up like her mother back home in the village, used to pleasure men and produce more of her brothers and sisters for the tribe... but in this case would the group be able to get out of these catacombs if she didn't submit? It was fortune that had led her to find someone who knew of a way out of this accursed place, and none would ever need to know of her deal with him. If he got rough with her, she could easily respond in kind, a few blows the flat of her axe should be able to knock the wind and any amorous intent out of him.<br/><br/>"F-fine," she said at last after taking a few moments to mull it over as her face flushed in the dark, bending her knees and squatting down as she had seen her mother and a few friends around her age do before men so that she was level with his crotch, "Deal. Just get on with it, I'd like to get out of here soon as possible."