The barbarian sat alone at the inn's tavern table, staring blankly ahead with perfect hands and fingers. Her breasts were perfect, capped by nipples that stood out against the fabric. She had long hair that cascaded down her back

The barbarian sat at the table, her blue eyes staring blankly ahead. She wore a fur cape and tunic, with perfect hands and fingers. Her breasts were perfect, capped by nipples that stood out against the fabric. She had long hair that cascaded down her back in a perfect blonde mane. Her face was beautiful, with pouty lips and a small nose. She sat alone at the inn's tavern table, staring into space as she sipped on her ale.