Hilda is amazed by her performance

Hilda stood before Silvia, tears flowing down her cheeks.

"That was... amazing Silvia," says Hilda.

"Um, it's Sz'Ilveeuhhhh," corrects the embarrassed drow.

"Whatever. Never before in my life have I seen such a passionate display. The way you handled yourself (and handled yourself)... it... well... it moved me, like I've never been moved before. If that wasn't the performance of a true champion, then I don't know what is," Hilda speaks in an awestruck tone as she wipes the tears away from her face.

Silvia is confused, and more than a little flattered to have such praise heaped upon her.

"Um... thanks?" The petite drow says, her cheeks blushing as she stands up. "We'll uh, I guess I'll be going now..." She starts to walk towards the bags with all her and Hilda's loot.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" Hilda asks sternly.

"Wh-what do you mean? The contest is over."

"And you proved you are worthy of being called 'champion,'" Hilda says in an absolutely dead-pan, serious manner. Her steely gaze piecing into the increasingly nervous and self-conscious dark elf.

"So?"

"That means neither of us need shame themselves by caring around such humiliating accoutrements," Hilda says, placing her self between Silvia and their gear.

"What the Hell have I done?" Wonders the naked drow, her sense of helplessness growing. "If I break the hypnosis spell now, this giant cow of a human will crush me. Without my gear, I have no way to protect myself. Hell, she could just smother me with those damn udders hanging off of her chest!"

"I would be honored to call you a fellow champion. Come, let us embrace like true sisters-in-arms," Silvia shrinks away from the delusional human, but is soon pulled in close and hugged by the naked woman.

Her acute elven senses make her painfully aware of how much both of them smell like sex. The fact that Hilda is tall enough to rest her sweaty boobs on Silvia's head only adds to the drow's humiliation.

Hilda releases the tiny drow from her grasp.

"Mighty Silvia, you are a champion of the highest caliber. Will you do me the honor of joining me on my quest? I am mighty, as you well know, but if we were to stand tall and proud together, as two mighty champions, I believe nothing could stand in our way."

"Um... well..." Silvia sputters as she tries to extricate herself from this mess.

"Humble too. You do much to reform the negative stereotypes of your race, Silvia!" Hilda wraps her arm once more around her tiny companion's shoulder, using the other to point up the road. "TO THE VILLAGE OF PILLA, SO THAT ALL MAY ADMIRE OUR GREATNESS!"

"But... my stuff..." Silvia meekly says, futilely reaching out to the bags as her naked human companion drags her along.

"Leave it!" Hilda commands.

The naked dark elf looks down at her self, trying to avoid eye contact with Hilda as her faces blushes a deep crimson red. "I never should have left the Underdark..."