Find the closest inn.

You meander down the streets, passing by all sorts of fantastical characters, until you find what you seek a couple blocks north. The sign above the door has a picture of two mugs, and beneath that it reads, "Party's Rest". It sounds enough like a place adventurers would go, but before you can step inside, you hear a voice from behind you. When you turn, you see it's that of a girl's.

The one that stands before you seems to be about your age. Her stature is slightly taller than yours, though not by much. She has a darker skin tone, black hair that barely reaches her neck, and by the looks of her equipment of a mace and buckler tied to her belt, she's some kind of fighter. However, despite her body appearing somewhat athletic, it isn't so muscular that you'd except her to be able to so easily swing a weapon like that around. This is a fantasy world though, so you have no idea how anything works.

Armoured plating contains her bust, and several other bits of armour cover her hands and arms, and the sides of her waist. Despite that, she has a smooth, exposed midriff, shorts that hug her hips tightly, and sexy legs reaching down into a pair of boots. It looks impractical, but you feel like thanking whatever god brought you here for granting you such a view. There's a scar over the bridge of her nose as well, though it's difficult to see, having faded with time. Her eyes are a fierce shade of red, which are staring you down quite intently.

"Hey there," she says. "Can you do me a favour?" You could describe her voice as tomboyish.

"Oh hey. What is it?" you reply.

"I'm feeling hungry. Why don't you run in and grab me a snack?" she says, casually flicking a coin into your hands. "Specifically, the house's special. It's a kind of muffin you can only get here. I trust you, and I got something else to do out here, you see."

She smiles at you, and brings a hand back through her hair. Despite her tough appearance, she's a gorgeous, dark beauty. Her outfit shows off a lot, while keeping certain things hidden--leaving some to the imagination. You look down at the coin, and then back to her.

"Sure. Why not? I mean, it's your money."

Her smile turns into a toothy grin. "Thanks! I'll meet back up with you when you're done."

You can't help but wonder how strange of a request that is, but it isn't like you have anything to lose. You're already about to head inside the inn anyway. It'd also be wise to try to make some friends while you're here, since you know next to nothing about where here even is.