More bad luck for Hilda

"Those are some nice looking threads you've got there," says the boss as the half-elf continues to scrutinize Hilda.

"High-quality silk," says the half-elf. "Must be worth a lot."

"Um... yeah, I guess they are. C-Can you untie me now? Please?" Hilda, asks, worry slipping into her voice.

"Why should we?" Asks the leader.

"Yeah, what's in it for us?" The chubby one chimes in.

"I'm a knight, I can pay you," says Hilda trying futilely and feebly to get the half-elf to stop touching her.

"With what? You don't have any money," says the average one.

"My fortune is back at my keep. If you take me there, I can reward you handsomely," Hilda says. "Let go of those!" Hilda angrily yells at the half-elf, who has started to tug at Hilda's silk pants.

"Here's the thing lady," says the boss as she places her arm on the tree and leans right in to Hilda's face. "We're thieves. Knights and keeps and well, pretty much any place with a lot of people and laws tend to not like us," she says as she pulls out a knife and brings it next to Hilda's face. "So we don't like them. We don't want to take you anywhere for a reward. Especially when you've already got a fortune here. Right girls?"

The other three woman laugh, happy to see an authority figure get the authority taken from them.