A man on horseback

The figure you see behind you is larger than you expected - the tall, broad-shouldered man in plate armor is on an equally large steed. Man and beast are both wearing matching colors over their armor - light grey cloth with elaborate curling ram's horn insignias embroidered onto them.

"You're the one I've been looking for," he says in your general direction.

Still trying to process what you're looking at, you don't respond right away. You don't expect someone like him would be looking for a broke girl sitting naked in the street.

"You, girl, I'm talking to you," he continues.

You shake your head. "Wait me?" you ask, pointing to yourself. A quick glance around shows there's not anyone else in the immediate vicinity that he could be talking to.

"Yes, you," he confirms. "Come with me."

"Wait, who are you even? What do you want from me?" you retort. Why would someone as regal-looking as him want to do with you?

He chuckles. "I'm going to get you out of here. I've been looking for you for a while, and from the looks of things I've found you just in time."

That didn't really answer your question. As you look around, though, you realize this man is offering you the best chance at getting out of this situation. It's not like there's anyone else in this town you could ask to help you out.