That's the question, isn't it?

Takoff wiped some of the viscous liquid off her brow and looked to the west, opposite the sun. "If we head down this direction and take the road, we should reach the town of Divesta in about 2 days."

"Divesta?" Morgala asked. "Seems a bit out of the way, doesn't it?"

Takoff looked at the naked elf quizzically. "It's the closest village to where we are. I was planning on resupplying there when this mission was done."

"But Brandt Keep is 100 kilometers to the southeast of here. Going to Divesta will be a detour of several weeks."

Takoff looked at Morgala as if she had three heads. "Wait... you weren't honestly thinking of going straight to your home from here on foot, were you?" Morgala blushed and looked off to the side, all but confirming the dwarf's suspicions. "I don't know if you've noticed, but we are unarmed, footbound, and naked out here. If we cut through the woods and don't stop anywhere to restock, we're not going to get anywhere."

Morgala put her hands on her hips, indignation growing on her face. "And just how were you planning on restocking when you don't have any money or things to barter?"

"I have my ways," Takoff replied. "You don't get good in my line of work without learning some sneaky tricks."

"I'm not stealing from innocent people," Morgala said, aghast at the concept.

Takoff threw her hands up. "We're getting nowhere. We have to decide where to go before the sun gets too high in the sky."

A moment passed before the two nude women looked over to the third, who was standing with her hands pressed over her crotch sheepishly. "What?" Thurkla asked.

"You're the tie-breaker," Morgala said. "Whose plan do you think we should follow?