The Tiefling returns, with backup.

You wiggle, trying to escape from his grasp until the very last moment. Expecting him to push himself into you, you close your eyes and tense up, only to hear a loud crash from behind you.

When the expected penetration doesn't happen, you slowly open one eye again, to see a squad of the town guard at the entrance, gawking at you, the man poised behind you with his cock hovering inches from your behind, and his minions surrounding the area. A beat passes, before the whole room descends into a brawl. You're still cuffed, but with the leaders attention distracted, you roll over onto your back and sit up again, frantically looking left to right for some way to free yourself before somebody decided to take a swing at you.

A moment later, the tiefling woman who earlier abandoned you is by your side, dexterously working at your manacles with a set of thieves' tools. With your hands freed, you nod at her, and pull your leggings back up to protect your modesty before anything else.

You lock your gaze onto the leader, as he tries to fight his way to the back exit against a wave of soldiers, back to back with two of his goons. Your mouth narrows into an evil grin, and you begin to march towards him, twirling your fingers with the nimble movements of magic.

He looks up at you a moment before you finish casting your spell, a flash of fear in his eyes as he recognises what you're casting, and steels himself, to no avail. You gesture and shout draconic words of power in his direction, wrenching control of his body away from his conscious mind. A powerful dominate person spell. He falls slack and just stares at you, a blank expression on his face, while his allies continue the fight fort heir lives. You mouth the word Submit at him, and he drops down to his knees, dropping his weapons and laying his hands on the back of his head. An instant later, and he's in cuffs, being dragged away by the town guard, who are making short work of the rest of the leaderless criminals around you.

The tiefling woman beams at you, after everything has calmed down.

"Great job on that distraction, just the chance we needed to take those bastards down! How'd you like a job?"

You just stare at her, shaken from the events of the last few minutes. Collecting your senses and composing yourself, you slowly nod at her.

"Great! It's basic stuff, client had a something on the way from Gauntlgrym, never showed up. Wants somebody to hunt it down. You in?"

You consider the offer for a moment, clenching and unflinching your fists at the sudden tonal shift you've experienced.

"Maybe, you're light on the details. Tell me a little more and maybe I'll accept. What was being sent, when was it supposed to arrive, how many people are being hired, you know."

She shrugs back at you. You just keep staring at her, waiting for a further response, which eventually comes.

"Don't know what was on the thing, client wants it hush, I guess. Supposed to arrive a couple days ago. As for the ****, two of us and a couple of the guys goons. Probably to make sure we don't nab whatever's on the thing."

The tiefling makes an expression of mock fear, before emitting a snorting laugh.

"Doubt they could stop us but, it's the thought that counts ain't it. So just four, travel light and fast. Couple weeks work, hundred gold plus we'll pay for the rations, and I might have something bigger for you if it works out. What do you say?"

A hundred gold isn't going to set you up for long, but given the chance for future opportunities, this could be an easy way to get back into the swing of things. Plus, this tiefling is a hell of a saleswoman. Though she did abandon you to the mercy of these criminals, which very nearly went very, very badly.