Intense First-person Action Featuring A Busty Redhead In The Basement

Rayner’s Battle Cry filling them with vigor must have kept them from rolling on the ground crying. He ran back to them to report his findings. When she placed her bare hand on him, he shivered. Still, thank you for saving us.”
“We all got hired to do this. They screamed and ran around trying to wipe it off as if it were puke but only succeeded in letting go of their weapons and getting the acid all over their hands. We didn’t fight the dragon for fame or fortune. It is also valuable. It would have taken great deal of force to pierce its skin.” He turned back to them and noted, “Unlike popular belief, dragon scales are not particularly hard but their skin is thick and tightly packed in layers. Can’t pay me enough to do that. They worshiped the miasma, and when it left, they survived when the others died with their deity.”
“Sounds like survivor’s guilt,” Rayner said. Why were they following the caravan?