Tie her up and leave her

Evellyn’s got what she was after: some clothes. Some directions would’ve been nice too, but in this case she can’t look a gift horse in the mouth. Having regained a little bit of modesty will suffice for now; Evellyn silently doubts she can ever regain the majority of it, which she’s lost over the past two days in a myriad of irrecoverable ways anyway.

Evellyn snaps out of her spiral of shameful thoughts. She no longer has any need for the half-elf, lying naked and dazed at her feet, but she can’t risk her waking up, following her, and taking back her clothes. She hauls the huntress to her feet, pushes her up against a nearby tree, and quickly winds some of the remaining rope around the tree a couple times. The woman sags down along the side of the tree a little, pushing up her breasts between the ropes, but the bondage holds tight. If someone else finds her they’ll be having a wonderful day, but that’s not Evellyn’s concern. She brought this down upon herself, and Evellyn has her own problems to deal with.

If there’s one thing Evellyn has learned in the past days it’s that he haughty are fated for humiliation. Evellyn shudders at the thought as embarrassing memories flood back - many quite recent - and she quickly departs from the scene, leaving the tied up nude huntress behind.