[color=a36209][center][h3]May[/h3][/center][/color]

The dungeon itself was impressive, as to be expected from such a structure. It reached far beyond the clouds in the sky, to the point that May wondered how in the hell they even managed to keep it standing. The foundation and building material either had to be far beyond anything most people are capable of, or (more likely) the structure itself was kept steady through magic. May quickly made her way towards the monolith - she was dressed in the rather plain dress that she had worn for the majority of her life, the only differentiating thing being that it was significantly more padded than usual. An older woman that she knew from the streets had offered to patch it up for her when she headed into the dungeon for the first time... Along with her dress, she also had the iron dagger she was given by her father since she was a child. He gave it to her to only be used to protect herself from vagrants and more violent members of the slums, but she was thankfully able to avoid such circumstances. 

As she approached, parties became apparent features of the tower - teams organizing their strategies before entering the hellscape that lied just below the surface. It was hard to discern whether she was jealous or grateful - With another person there, she would have more help, but she would be forced to share the loot with whoever she sided with. That was something she would do her best to avoid - especially if she paired up with someone that was a stranger. Just as was within view of the Towers entrance, however, May saw her.

She was a beast human, specifically a hume bunny. She had light blond hair, and sported a large amount of bags and bottles that hung from her sides. What caught May was that the girl was a member of her familia - and, therefore, most likely a senior figure to her. May her self only recently joined the familia, so it was fair to say the vast majority of the familia was her senior. The temptation to call out and party was tempting, but considering how far out ahead she was, it was quickly suppressed. May knew from experience that the best way to live was to get as little attention as possible - being some big shot was a quick way to get stabbed where she was from. If they meet up, they met up - May just wouldn't be the one to instigate it. Asking for help was a sign of weakness. Worst case scenario, May would do what she planned to - fight on the first floor, get as much as she could, and leave.

Best case scenario, they teamed up - having an ally was more valuable than first floor drops. And it would be better to team up with someone from the same familia - the Isis familia had been generous so far in their care.