Notice Me Elf-Pai!

As Nag had predicted, nobody really seemed to be overly bothered at the mean Elf's demise. People pretended to like her, but deep down, everybody resented her.

For her next target, she set her eyes on Fiona. Yalevar's threat was that Elves often date one another. Given the prominence of Half-Elves, however, evidently they (and many other races, for that matter) don't have qualms with dating the very abundant Human race, either.

Fiona is going to be harder to catch alone than Yalevar. She's the village's jewel- everyone knows and adores her. She never leaves the company of friends. That is... except for one thing: sex. She isn't overly particular with her conquests, and doesn't take too long before wishing to "speak with them" in private.

Luckily, Nag has friends of her own; namely, an alchemist who used to be in her tribe. When the tribe was showing signs of falling apart, he gave Nag a map detailing an area where he had intended to build a homestead. She had made the trip to the area marked on the map, and indeed, there is a large but crude-looking house that lies where it said it would be.

Nag dismounts her horse and steps near the front door of the imposing house.
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