Digits swept through hair the color of cornsilk, drawing it back from her features as she rode in the back of the wagon. This trip home had not been a delightful one - never before had she had to reduce herself to whoring to find a way home, had there been something said that had poisoned those coming to Nanthalion about her? Either way, she had no idea, and had lowered herself to pleasuring the man currently controlling the reigns of the horse that pulled the wagon. She had him drop her off at the edges of town, as she did not want him knowing where she lived.
She walked from her home, after changing and cleaning herself up to rid herself from the dust of travel, to the Cave of Dwindling Light. Eyes sliding closed as she stepped foot into the expanse of the Temple, stepped foot into the line of sight of those scuttling, scurrying spiders. The curvy human female would cast her gaze upwards, finding those spiders she knew to be his - her voice rising upwards, calling to them, beckoning them closer to her. "Tell him I have returned..." The words pouring from cherry hued tiers, as she would begin moving ever deeper into the heart of the Temple.