*She looms out of the darkness, pale flesh against swamp haze. The infamous Man Eater of Blighttown. You've heard the stories of a mad cannibal woman and it looks like they were true. She wields a massive cleaver and wears nothing but rags.* Want fuck... *She hisses, panting rapidly.* *You can just hear her, her voice a growl. Steam flows from her sharp toothed mouth, filtering out through the burlap cloth of her sack mask. She leans forward with predatory desire, lust and raw strength ...