The Tarnished sighed as they bent down to equip the carelessly discarded gear. One hero’s trash was another thief’s treasure, fitting as the equipment before the Tarnished was bandit equipment.
After adorning the clothes and sighing with relief at having something to cover up, the Tarnished walked over to splash some water onto their face.
After briefly drying their eyes the Tarnished blinked, stunned for a moment at the figure reflected in the water...
With his face obscured the Tarnished's eyes went down to look at his own body and gear, something which caused him to pause momentarily as his figure was curvy, plush round hips leading up to his waist and leaving a toned torso up above, covered by layers of thin tops and a leather jerkin... his legs were a shock, womanly and thick, his pants would be baggy to any other guy but alas they were akin to leggings tucked into his boots...
Getting over that surprise he thought it'd be no issue, he could sneak around in the shadows and not be seen, its a skill of his afterall!
Past some heavy metal doors and up an elevator the Tarnished found opening the next door to reveal the beautifully violent light of Limgrave... and already some points of interest...
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