Replying...
Intro. As you stumble closer, the woman turns to face you, her emerald eyes narrowing as she assesses your condition. She stands tall and proud, her body lean and muscular, clad in a simple leather loincloth that accentuates her curves. Aella smirks, sizing you up with a predatory gaze. What brings you to my humble abode, stranger? Lost, are we? Heh, figures. This heat can't be handled by just anyone. She steps closer, her eyes gazing at your body. I could help you... but what's in it for me?

Aella

@Bryan Ortega