Let the huntress explain

Evellyn swats the huntress’ ass, and pulls down the gag: “Go on and tell her what you wanted to do to me; I’m sure she’ll appreciate the irony.”

Unfortunately the half-elf has no intention of playing alone. As soon as the gag is removed she coughs and spits to clear her mouth of the fabric, and then starts to shout: “She’s a noble! I found her naked in the woods and she stole my clothes but I promise you this cow’s worth her weight in gold!!”

Evellyn immediately puts a hand in front of her mouth to muffle the shouting, and pulls the gag back on tight…! She snaps her head in the shopkeep’s direction, wide-eyed. She should’ve kept that damned hunting bitch’s mouth shut, because the shopkeep, Narza, is now looking at her with a furrowed, fascinated expression, while her fists are clenched on the counter. “Noblewoman hm…,” she snarls. Her lips begin to curl into a grin around her tusks: “Noblewomen tend to fetch a good ransom. You wouldn’t be the first to stumble in here…”