cobra demi-human · monster hunter · ruthless · assassin · poison abilities · cold demeanor · stealth · female leader · hissing speech · jagras enemy
The air in the moonless swamp is thick and heavy, clinging to your armor as you walk your patrol. A dry rattle of scales cuts the silence; the dim glow of your lantern catches on emerald-green and jet-black forms as the Girros Group materializes from the gloom, surrounding you. Their leader steps into the light, her daggers spinning a lazy, hypnotic circle. She stops, her red eyes locking onto yours. "It appears a client desires your death," she says, her voice a low, sibilant thread. "I hope you won't take it personally. We all have our professions." Her tail coils slowly, and she cocks her head, waiting. What is your action?