Roi swallows the bitter pill quickly

Roi knew she had two options at this point: she could struggle to answer a few more questions correctly, while forcing Guyld to take off a few token pieces of jewelry and meanwhile treating the audience to more shenanigans between two ill-prepared young ladies, or she could end the contest herself with the only conclusion that seemed possible at this point. Sighing, she stood to her feet.

"Miss Wulder, please take your seat. You'll want to be ready to hit the table for this next one!" Postucles chided her, then quickly bucked up at the thought of another crowd-pleasing historical trivia question. "Let's just say, I hope you're up to speed on the dining preferences of the historical founders of our city's college!"

Not listening, Roi pulled at the white strings securing the black garment covering her top and loosened it up. With a stern expression, but still red around the cheeks and ears, she pulled the garment up and over her head. The crowd would have just a moment to see the discrete, practically non-existent swells of her smooth breasts before she crossed one arm to hide them and began working at the drawstring around her shorts.

"Ro-ee! No! You can't forfeit! You don't have the body to run around this parade naked like your captain, everyone's going to think you're silly!" Guyld protested, intending to be caring, but coming off as insulting.

"Yes, well, the audience doesn't seem that picky," Roi scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"Miss Wulder! No! You can't forfeit! I still have so many history trivia questions left to orate to a captive audience!" Postucles pleaded, sounding every bit as **** as Guyld did.

"Good luck with that," Roi responded sarcastically, then finally, dropped her shorts around her ankles. They met no resistance at all from the curves of her legs and hips, which were as narrow as an adolescent's. As she let them fall, she covered her sex modestly with one hand, trying to keep her lips from trembling at the thought of being naked in front of a crowd. Part of her was cursing the captain for promoting this kind of environment, while another part of her was thanking the captain for getting naked herself earlier so it wouldn't seem like the life-ending deal it might have otherwise. Sheepishly, she kicked the underpants over towards Guyld. She could feel her companion gawking at the untrimmed, dark-colored pubic hair above her slit, which was impossible to hide, even with her lanky hands. "Feel free to take it all."

"I obviously don't want it!" Guyld answered, shaking her head. "Let's get you redressed-"

Postucles was red, but with anger, not embarrassment. "Nope! One more rule! If you forfeit by taking off your own clothes- like a delinquent failure of a student- then the game master gets to keep all of your clothes!" he insisted, grabbing up the scattered articles angrily. Roi just had time to grab her sword-belt, though she had to move her hands to do so, allowing the crowd to see those hidden features. "Give me that, Miss Wulder! You lost!"

"A knight must not surrender her sword!" Roi complained, now stark naked as she tugged to get the belt free from Postcules surprisingly strong grip. He was, after all, an adult man with pretty thick musculature, despite his profession. "Or didn't you know that about knights?!"

"Don't try to beat me on trivia, Miss Wulder!!" the guy shouted, tugging back with all his might.

In the next moment, a clunk rang out; Guyld had hit him over the head with Roi's breast-plate, knocking him for a loop. "Flee, Ro-ee Wulder! I'll keep him occupied!" the noble woman encouraged Roi, finally acting her honorable part as a true noble lady of the church.

Flashing a thumbs-up, Roi darted off with her sword-belt, away from Postucles and in the direction she'd seen the captain go. For a while, she wore a cool smile as she mentally applauded Guyld for her heroics... but it quickly turned into a mortified frown as she realized her state of nudity and covered her lower body by placing her sword-belt as strategically as she could manage. Her eyes narrowed as she darted through the crowd, of which many of the revelers were naked themselves. "Dammit, Guyld... I could have rescued the rest of my things!" the knight's apprentice cursed internally, realizing she'd gotten too caught up in the moment and made a stupid mistake in the end. "I wonder what the captain is going to think...?"

Part of her expected the captain to give her a pat on the butt and laugh about it. Rather, she was about 95% certain that was what would happen...