The Lady Adventurer swung down the vine like a swashbuckler being reckless with the rigging.
She landed daintily, unruffled. Behind her bandits and beast collapsed in a faint, expertly dispatched.
"Hmh! What a rude bunch," she sniffed, patting her hair primly.
Then she used a hair pin to unlock a hidden door.
Within the chamber, lights sparkled to life as she stepped in.
"Ah... My secret birthday vault."
She relaxed in joyous solitude.