Her hands flat against the stone floor, she pushed hoisting her body up. Lines criss-crossed her exposed forearms, lacing themselves in angry patterns down her side and across her abdomen. Without a stitch of clothing, let alone armor, every jagged edged rock or splintered branch left her sun kissed skin marred with its intrusion. A month ago, the catacombs of Despise were as as easily traversed as the deck of her ship. So when Penny issued the challenge of a naked run, the only hesitation on Pay's part was that the fact it meant not immediately having a weapon in her hand. Still a challenge was a challenge and she, as was custom, met it head on. With Gusto. Now, gazing at a dead end in the north west wall of the dungeon, it occurred to her she shouldn't be so damn quick when saying Yes. Her mouth open slightly she let out a slow exhale. Her hands dropped to grip her knees and her heels pressed against the stone as she tried to get a second wind. Left or right? Eyes darting between her choices, she weighed her options quickly. Balls of squeaking fur and moving piles of putrid acid weren't far behind. "You mean to tell me you can stand toe to toe with a man, but you fall to a rat? " Joe's laughing prod echoed in her head. He and the rest of the party had become separated over 10 minutes ago. She made a vow then and there, if she got out alive, she would be back tomorrow to conquer the rodent infested cave. "What can I say, vermin love me!" She saw it then, the flash of dried blood red coloring out of the corner of her eye. If she were going down it would be on her own terms. A loud shriek poured from her, her fist held high as she attacked the rider. A moment or two and the world tipped to the grey scale.