Elven Mercenary
"The clothes will tell you almost everything about the opponent's level. If you see someone wearing a full set of heavy armor, you might still have a good chance against them, but if you see a half-naked dude, run for your life!! The ones without pants are the most dangerous kind!"
You nod to the drinking companion you met in a tavern last night and the flashback is over. Now, the reality: an elven mercenary encounter straight ahead. Good thing is that you took a precaution ever since you spotted his naked butt from a hundred steps away. Now you're hiding in the bushes while the high level enemy is yet to notice your presence... or preferably not. You're still not sure, studying the toned curves of the long-haired muscled elf.
He looks eightteenish by the human standards but you can't be fooled, knowing too well that them elves preserve such looks for many decades. Suddenly the elf turns and shoots right in your direction. The damn fapping sounds must have betrayed you, luckily the arrow wasn't meant to hit you.
The beauty gracefully walks toward you, shaking the bare hips like only elves do, no matter males or females. You're simply mesmerized by the full frontal nudity which is apparently the elf's main weapon, as well as his natural armor because only a blind man would want to vandalize such perfection...
Something about the way he moves clearly suggests that he wasn't a mercenary his entire life and you decide to test your luck. "Nice body, babe. 20 gold is yours if you're available for the evening!"
"What the fffuck are you talking about, stranger? I'll just shoot you right here and take everything you own to the last coin!"
"Well then. Too bad I have less than 10 gold on me. The choice is yours, though. A good wine, a good meal, a good fuck and a good payment. Or just a few coins and blood on your hands."
"Mmm... Convinced. Where?"
You spend the most remarkable evening in the local inn, the elf appears to be even more skilled at his night-time specialty. You get the most wonderful dance, the most teasing foreplay and the greatest main part. He's perhaps too perfect at this, maybe that's why he's trying to learn something new?
Either way, next day while passing through the woods you bump into him again, this time he only waves a hand and thanks you for the nice evening.