Stop for the night

You and your score of elite horsemen make good progress, reaching the edge of Grunwald by nightfall. Your men spot an inn where they can spend the night. Exasperated, you wanted to keep searching, but Dietrich would have none of your nonsense. "I appreciate your sense of urgency my lord, and it is well-placed, but to keep going in this darkness is madness. We would become lost and separated, even if we could track the girl in pitch black. Better we rest now that we may be better able to continue our quest in the morning." Succumbing to your elder's reasoned words, your party ties up their exhausted horses and heads inside.

Heading inside, you see a lone woman in the corner by the candlelight. She jumps as you enter, out of fear, surprise, or both. Now that you think about it, you realize over 20 armed, cloaked men entering your isolated inn can be a bit scary. "I'm sorry to frighten you good lady. We only seek food and lodging." None of you have tried to **** or rob her yet, so she accepts your words and relaxes. The change in her mood catches you off guard. A huge smile lights up her pretty, pale face, light reflecting off the smooth shine of her dark brown hair. "Just a moment sir." She scurries off toward a door in the back. You admire her as she goes. Her outline betrays a figure of moderate curves, with a perky ass and good-sized breasts, though she does not excel in either capacity. You hear her yelling despite her attempts to hush. "Greta, get out here you stupid girl! We finally have customers, a whole army!" You notice now that except for you, the room is totally empty.

Your men seat themselves in the spacious dining room. There is plenty of space, so you sit alone at one of the tables to brood. A barmaid with sandy blonde hair comes rushing out to serve your group. She is dressed in the famous style of the locality, which is an otherwise simple dress that features a deep low-cut top, edges decorated in frilly white lace. It fits Greta like it was designed just for her, as you can see an eye-catching cravasse of cleavage leading down to the bulge of a pair of big, beautiful breasts. She is all smiles and banter as she takes orders one by one. Finally, she gets to your table.