Follower-Of-Lolth

Her laughter could be heard echoing through the small canyon, causing a few small lizards to scuttle farther away in fear. She surged forward, stumbling into the doorway of the shack, giggling uncontrollably, shouting at the barkeep for a round. When no response was heard, she pounded on the counter with her fist. Seeing that she wasn't going to get any service at the moment, Lucy sat down on one of the rickety bar stools and pouted, taking a moment to draw hearts and smiley faces in the dust on the counter. "This is the shittiest bar yet..." she mumbled, standing up and leaning over the counter to see if the bartender was in sight. With a s