Cleaning up and moving on

Grabbing some spare rags from your pack you do your best to clean yourself up. Though even with the bulk of the cum gone you still feel sticky and gross all over.

Not sure I’ll ever live that one down…

You shakily pull your pants up hopping around as you do so. Footsteps quickly approach from down the alley. You immediately recognize the homeless girl you just bailed out. Her eyes are still red from crying.

“Listen I don’t know how to thank you for stepping in.”

“It was the right thing to do… Hey, since you seem to be local, you know any gossip on the Redhook guy who lords over these parts?”

“R-redhook? Yeah, I’ve heard things. Nothing good. Word is apparently an elf is on his trail for stealing gold or something like that. So, he’s preparing this big ambush of sorts, got a bunch of goons around his place now.”

HAH! Justice proves useful after all. Making that deal saved our skins. We might’ve walked into an ambush otherwise.

“Interesting… Good to know, thanks.” You flip her a gold coin which she eagerly accepts as you go off in search of your party. After some time of searching you find them traversing the markets.

“Well, Iyda? What the hell was that stunt?” Your elven companion asks angerly.

“Look I don’t wanna talk about it... Point is, it turns out we nearly walked into an ambush… Tons of folks waitin’ to jump us at Redhook’s right now.”

“Is that right? Hmm, looks like I might have to expedite this plan.”