It had been a while since she had taken a contract, especially one that didn't involve having to drag small, annoying children in from the cold Pits of Despair, a small but popular and creepy pond to the south of the city that attracted youngsters like a lodestone. At the time, she didn't mind it because, for one, it was paying work, and, two, it bumped up her credibility with the locals. Thus far, her powers hadn't been completely out of her grasp as they were in the recent half a year. Not to mention the two small horns growing out of her head, which did little to help the situation at all.
But how she had receive a note from some high lord to enter the Furnace and destroy some kind of dangerous creature... She wasn't sure exactly what was in store, but if it paid well enough, she would take the job, since it was better than wallowing in one's physical deformities. She preferred action and combat than sitting at home in her small mansion on the outskirts of town, wondering if the passing glances of villagers and cityfolk would turn from glares into welcoming grins. She was no hero, not by the least, but it was better than being viewed as a destructive monster. If she was going to cause some destruction, it was better that that destruction be put to some constructive use.
The black beast she rode on, a horse she called Ayszin, had strode through the gates of what she had been called to, some place called Dragon's Keep. She made her way through the place fairly well, though with some guidance from any of the groundskeepers that offered her assistance. She was smart enough to keep her helmet on, a silver one that would hide the horns on her forehead. She didn't need any remarks from any would-be nobles. Germaine was somewhat uneasy to this meeting, but not unprepared. If all went well, she would get a hefty sum from this excursion. And that was all she was here for.
She glanced up at the man as he entered in from his previous quarters and merely nodded to him. "No, not long at all. But I'd rather not wait any longer," she said, hoping to maintain in the moment's first that she was no servant of his. "Let's get to business shall we."