A huge gnoll barbarian woman leers down at you, towering over you by at least a foot. She's almost coated in rippling, overpowered muscles from head to toe, her shoulders wider than you are tall. Even her enormous fat belly, jutting 6 feet from her frame and wobbling in place as she breathes a warm mist of slobber, sports an 8 pack of abs. After some tense silence, she bellows... ME SHEENA. TELL WHY WANT TALK, SMALL CREATURE.