Hilda comes to on a tree

Hilda opens her eyes slowly, her head is throbbing and she can't move. Her arms are stuck at her side, and her back and butt are pressed up against something course and itchy.

She's been tied to a tree, again, and she's still completely naked.

Her face turns red for a moment at the thought, but that's quickly forgotten when she hears the sound of shrill laughter. It's coming from three maybe four people. That's when Hilda spots them; it's a gang of goblins!

They're about 10-15 feet away and huddled around a pile of boots, clothing and... armor? The stuff looks kind of familiar, but Hilda can't remember where she's seen it before.

Those foul beasts must have conked me on the head and tied me up.

The bandits are busy pawing through their ill-gotten gains, and completely ignoring Hilda.

Where's the Baron? Surely he can put a stop to these foul creatures.

Right on cue, she spots the hunk in a predicament that both titillates and frightens her. Baron Hunkington is trying to use a tree for cover as two female goblins chase after him. The two goblins have effectively cornered him and giddily laugh as they try to catch him.

How on earth did this happen?!

But more shocking still is what he's wearing, or more accurately, what he isn't.

The noble lord has been stripped of his weapons, armor, and most of his clothing. All he has on is a pair of boxer shorts with cartoonish hearts on them.

He's practically naked!

Hilda blushes in embarrassment as she remembers her own current state of undress, then goes back to intently staring at her crush. She leers at her nearly-naked one-time savior, drinking in his chiseled physique as he futilely tries to avoid capture.

The man is sculpted like a heroic statue from antiquity.

It's obvious the goblins are just toying with him, and she finds herself hoping he'll lose that final garment just so she can catch a look at him in all his uncovered glory.