With a sharp exhale, the red headed elf rises from her bed. Stretching her long limbs, the elf yawns, her bare feet touching the wooden floor beneath her feet. As she smacks her lips to get a taste of the morning, she looks down at herself. Her skin has a healthy tan from years of living in the wilderness, her body covered in freckles.
"Perfect. Absolutely perfect. Worth every credit. I'll have to thank Gabs for designing this avatar for me. Ahhh!" The elf gasps, and tosses her covers off her lap. "Wow! It's so cute!" she squeals.
Reaching down, the elven maiden rubs her hand over her fiery red bush, rubbing her fingers against her soft folds. She lets out a moan as she gets acquainted with the feeling of her pussy, gasping as she discovers her little pleasure button above her labia.
"Mmmph! Didn't expect the pleasure to be so intense. Fuuuck! I could do this all day!" she moans as she rubs over her clit, tweaking it with her index finger to elicit sharp gasps from her own lips.
"But if I did that it wouldn't be that different from the real world." the elf sighs, and reluctantly pulls her fingers away from her sex. She brings the hand that been playing with her pussy up to her lips, sucking on her digits, while her other hand waves in front of her like wiping off an invisible screen.
A display console flashes to life in front of her, displaying her various stats and abilities. She takes a good moment to look over the display, analyzing her base stats as they are laid bare before her.
"Let's see. Rhea Autumnborne. That's me! Level 1 Wood Elf. Commoner. Alignment Neutral. Haha. I hate alignment systems." She chuckles darkly, before continuing. "Let's see. Stats. Bit on the low side, but that's to be expected with a new character. Skills? Archery, Hunting, Foraging, Cooking, and Tracking all at 5. Yup. Just like I picked at character creation."
Wiping away the display, Rhea stands up and stretches once more, before walking over to her closet. She picks out a simple green tunic leaves her midriff exposed, as well as a leafy green skirt that goes down to mid thigh. Giggling, she twirls in front of the mirror, admiring her svelte curves.
"Going commando!" she chirps, sticking her tongue out at her reflection. "Gosh. I hope I don't regret not springing for that curvy succubus. Another time, perhaps."
Grabbing her bow and quiver, along with her backup dagger that she slings on her hip, she grabs a few medicinal herbs from her chest and places them in her inventory, before approaching the front door of her cozy little tree house.
"Okay! Let's do this." She says with some pep, before stepping out her door and onward, to adventure.