discard her gear

Aurora realized it was hopeless. She was not getting out of this mud hole with the weight of her sword and armor. Though she was **** to give up her defenses while surrounded by goblins, it was her only choice besides drowning in the bog. so, aurora dropped her sword. Reaching up to her shoulders she undid the leather straps that held on her breastplate. Ripping it open she was now down to a sheer white shirt and underwear! The goblins roared with laughter. Blushing, Aurora began the difficult process of squirming her lean body from the mud. She groaned and struggled, writhing her way free in a rather erotic display. The goblins made sounds of appreciation that made Aurora shutter.

Finally she dragged herself free. She sat panting, surrounded by goblins. They had their spears drawn on her, grins on their faces. Finally one spoke up, who's adornments signified as a leader.

"You surrender to us now?" He asked, poking a spear her way.

Aurora looked up. She was surrounded, unarmed and unarmored, totally exhausted. But surrender? To a pack of Goblins? How could her pride survive?