Greet her platonically.

“Wicked!” Ashley gasped with a smile, pleased to see a friendly face. “Why were you trying to catch us?” The busty redhead asked, walking over to her.

“Partly to exact **** on Dirt for drugging and using me.” Wicked frowned, annoyed.

“I,” Ashley blushed leaning in, their huge tits squeezing against one another. “I, thought that was, common, between you two.” Ashley apologized

“No,” The witch sighed. “he learned a drought from me, mixed it in my food.” With a shrug, Wicked giggled a little. “It was kind of hot though, watching you receive him.” The busty vixen grinned, leaning in and nibbling Ashley's bottom lip.

The two beautiful women kissed for a few moments, before Ashley pulled away blushing softly. “I'm sorry, Dirt had put the moves on me, I just assumed it was consensual.”

“It's fine.” The witch smiled softly.

Kyle coughed softly, to get their attention, causing Ashley to wince, having forgotten that he was standing behind them. “Wicked, this is my uncle Kyle, uncle Kyle, this is my friend Wicked. She brewed medicine for Doctor White.” She smiled.

“And apparently initiated you in sex.” Kyle winced, offering his hand to the busty woman.

Wicked shook his hand gently, and grinned. “Not yet, but I intend to.” The Drow winked.

“Uncle!” Ashley groaned. “I was initiated in sex before I met Wicked.” She huffed, feeling like a little girl again.

Kyle smiled softly, trying to soften her discomfort. “You get that from your mother, she was, a wild one.”

“Ugh! Like I want to hear about my mother's sex life.” Ash threw her hands up. “Perhaps we should head into the town, try to find the doctor.” The redhead said, trying to shift the subject.

Kyle shrugged. “I don't know that much, just that your father tamed her wild spirit.” He said using his walking stick, to make his way toward the town.

Wicked grinned at Ashley. “Mmm, Maybe I can tame you.”

The busty young woman giggled, swatting the dark elf's firm bottom. “Keep dreaming.” She teased back, as they followed her uncle toward town. “Oh, if we find Dirt. I need to find the bandits, before you, teach him a lesson.”

Wicked nodded, as they entered the small set of ramshackle buildings that comprised the town. A few militia were patrolling the streets and the perimeter, but few town folk were out and about. A large building in the center appeared to be the inn, across from it was a blacksmith shop, and not far from either was a decent sized building that seem to be the town hall, along with a few houses here and there. However, the buildings all had there windows boarded up, and if it weren't for the militia, and an occasional person walking in or out of one of them, the town would have look deserted.