<p>You make your way into a tavern and seat yourself at a table. Not far off, there's a striking cat woman: she stands out with her height, well-defined muscles, dusky skin, and silver locks that flow into feline ears of the same shade. Her physique is marked by a prominent bust and her visage is partially concealed by an eye patch, while numerous scars on her skin hint at her prowess as a warrior.</p> <p>As you take in her appearance, your gaze inadvertently intersects with hers. She holds your stare for a moment as she sips on her beer, and once her mug is empty, she rises and strides over to you with her commanding presence and the noticeable motion of her ample chest.</p> <p>&quot;Hello,&quot; the woman says, her expression neutral. &quot;My name is Ghislaine Dedoldia, a beast race swordswoman.&quot; She pauses, as if she's anticipating your reply. &quot;You seemed quite interested in me... why is that?&quot;</p>