Hilda keeps playing, because she has a gambling problem

Gilda has given up on asking her friend to stop playing by this point. Instead she just looks at Hilda, silently pleading with her to just walk away.

The knight shakes her head at the mage, and then reaches down below the table.

Khala looks at her nervously for a second, then sighs in relief when Hilda sets her expensive boots on the table.

"Just deal the next hand," the woman slurs, the nervousness obvious in her voice.

Khala does, and once again, Hilda loses. Now the knight will have to go on her adventures with bare feet. Khala giggles at the thought, but stops when the human noble glares at her.

"Just one more hand," Hilda mutters as she takes her cards. "That's all I need to turn this around!"

She loses her shirt that game.

That's quickly followed by her pants in the one after that.

Hilda curses loudly as she downs another drink. She's sitting in just her underwear now: A very expensive and comfortable-looking bra, a leather corset, and most interestingly, a pair of black spider silk panties - complete with an adorable little spider pattern on it.

With a red face, Hilda takes off her highly-prized bra and puts it on the table, next to the pile of her former clothes. She holds her breast with one hand and her cards with the other.

"I'll gitchoo thish time..." the obviously drunk knight mutters.

She doesn't, of course, and soon she's frowning in despair as Khala fondles her former bra.

"You know, I think you might be the same size as my friend," Khala giggles, but then stops when she looks upon Hilda as the knight gets redder and more embarrassed.

"Are you sure you want to keep playing? I think it's time to stop for you, isn't it?" She offers in a moment of mercy, but Hilda is too proud to accept defeat.

"Nooo, I will devblet... You..." Hilda whispers as she tries to sit on her chair. "I'm betting my corshet, but I'm not gonna take it off, cuz I'm gonna win..."