You catch sight of yourself in the mirror, and you feel compelled to strike a delighted coy pose, in-character. You coquettishly rest a single dainty, scaly finger and cherry-red painted claws atop your lizard snout, give a bashful smile and let your long tongue hang from your smiling, toothy maw. With your other arm, you give your maid’s dress an upward pull, and kick your leg up behind you girlishly, as you let out an exaggerated titter. Why, you must be the prettiest legendary-hero-turned-ridiculous-nerfed-NPC-village-maid around, yes indeed.