Koph shook her head at each suggestion.  [color=00ff7f]"People,"[/color] she answered.  She refrained from saying any more, standing still and watching ahead until the approaching persons appeared.

Leading was a heavy-set dwarf fully covered in armor.  What little could be seen beneath the sturdy metal was a tanned face, a sturdy jawline, a few snippets of brown hair, and a pair of similarly brown eyes, lit up with a touch of excitement from the moment they locked with Voltaire's.

Behind came a human with a bow--a rarity, as it was difficult to use in the upper floors and few wanted to relearn to fight in the lower floors.  She was distinctly female:  long and straight, black hair; bright, blue eyes; fair complexion, soft features; and a figure that even Aphrodite would approve of.  Leather armor adorned her person, and a rapier hung at her waist.

Beside this beauty was another, a Prum lass with a blonde pixie cut and a graceful, slim body.  She wore trousers and a long blouse--or perhaps a very short dress--that looked easy to move in.  Her weapon wasn't immediately apparent, but her sleeves were loose enough to hold something short.  Her eyes were an enchanting silver, shimmering with excitement now that they'd landed upon another group of adventurers.

Two more women trailed behind, quite obviously elves and just as obviously sisters.  Each sported green hair, pointed ears, sharp eyes the color of spring lilacs, and lithe forms that bespoke the years of training they had with the chakram at their sides.  Their were few differences apparent between them--though the most notable was the smile given by one contrasted with the suspicious frown from her sister.

[color=8b4513]"Hallo!  Sorry to intrude, we're just passing through.  Good to see some young blood hard at work this early in the morning!"[/color] the leading dwarf called out--in a voice that was low alto and [I]probably[/I] female, though some doubt remained.

[color=ffd700]"I would be eager, too, if I had such a cutie to bring with me,"[/color] the Prum added, throwing in a wink--probably at Koph.

[color=ff4500]"Stel,"[/color] the human snapped.  [color=ff4500]"This is the Dungeon; don't give them any trouble.  I don't want to hear about them dying because of something you said--or did."[/color]

[color=ff69b4]"What could she do?  Embarrass them into splitting?"[/color] smiling sister remarked.

[color=ff69e4]"If they're adventurers, they should already be able to fight alone."[/color]

[color=8b4513]"Quiet down!  No need to give grief here.  Sorry about this,"[/color] she(?) said, turning back to the confused pair.  [color=8b4513]"These girls've been in Rivira near a week; naught but unpleasant sorts for now.  I hope ye'll forgive 'em a bit o' fun.  I think we're all a bit...starved for it."[/color]

[color=ff69e4]"I think I've had quite enough of 'it,' thank you."[/color]

A magic lantern clicked on inside Koph's head.  [color=00ff7f]"Artemis Familia."[/color]

[color=ffd700]"Oh, does this mean I'm famous?"[/color]

[color=ff4500]"I very much doubt that."[/color]

[color=ffd700]"Good point; they probably recognized the beautiful Melanie Manson."[/color]

[color=ff4500]"Hey!  What are you-!?"[/color]

[color=8b4513]"Girls!  Sorry again.  Like you said, we're from Artemis Familia.  I'm Doris, here's Mel and Stel, and that's Lily and Vivi."[/color]

[color=ff69e4]"Vivian,"[/color] stern sister corrected.

[color=8b4513]"And yourselves?  What familia?"[/color] Doris continued, ignoring her comrade's objection.