She had just finished a late shift dealing with a sandhole that had opened up a mile from the eastern wall of Menzaar. There were only few beasties to deal with, and honestly she wished the trip was more worth it. In her shared home, the sand itched at her joints, and she felt the sweat beads run down her back.

Adjusting her outfit a bit and massaging her exposed bosom, which caused her to let out a soft moan, she sat down and drank from a cup of liquor she had left before her sudden mission 4 hours ago. It had already been blemished by the heat, but she would make do for now. Grimacing the flavour as she drank it down.

"Ugh, what a day." She moaned, leaning back against the seat, moving her body a bit against the cushions.