Liea Oakroot strolled into the room and rolled her eyes. "As much fun as it might be to watch you abuse and use your toy, there are more things to do than satisfy your urges in public." She was an attractive young woman with thick, chestnut colored hair that was pulled back into a braid that ran down her back, Eyes the color of summer leaves and a body that was toned but soft in all of the right places. As was her usual mode of dress, she wore a well worn tunic and leggings in the colors of nature... greens, browns and grays... under a cloak. A quiver was strapped to a belt that rode low on her hips and a well cared for longbow was never far from her hands. "As for what we could be doing... finding a way out of this sink hole sounds good... I don't know about you, but I would rather be far away when the pussies start to surround the walls... food is already tight and we aren't going to get any plumper staying here."<br/><br/>She picked up her pack and examined it closely, "I've been roaming the city and so far the only way out seems to be the sewers... or what passes for them."<br/><br/>She looked skyward, "Please give me a nice green... pure forest before I go mad!"