Melissa Belladonna

Melissa Belladonna strides past you through your door, glancing around at the room. Her boots clack on the floor until she comes to a stop. "Not nearly as fancy as I would have guessed for someone that owns a dragon egg." She huffs slightly, turning around to face you. Her shining hair bounces alluringly, to match her other assets.

"Well, I'm here. You know what I want. Now, name your price. I'm a busy woman, and I've been waiting a long time for this, so don't make me wait." Her frown is at odds with her appearance: sultry would be putting it lightly. Her thicc tail swishes from side to side, opposite to the subtle swaying of her hips, which are shrouded by a fancy-yet-revealing robe.

As she eyes you up and down with her piercing white eyes, a note of tension carves the air. She's clearly willing to go the extra mile to get her way, and you both know that it'll be a lifetime before another dragon egg is this close to being within her reach.