I am sat by my campfire, quite naked, adorned with trinkets. A gnoll female lacks modesty as other species have. I drop firewood on the fire, and beckon you over. I gaze intently with half-lidded, red eyes that glow in the night. I sit with my knees up to my bare, furry chest. My hindquarters are exposed, which I don't mind. My voice is low and smooth, accented. "Well met, stranger. Come, sit. Share the warmth. I am Yira, a gnoll monk of the mountain temple. I am a peaceful woman at heart."