Zox's reward becomes her punishment

Zox took a moment to look around the shop. Honestly, he didn't have much else worth stealing. The kobold ran to the back and took all of the gold and silver that he had hidden away, putting it all into her bag.

Then she grabbed a few extra weapons that looked like they would be worth something. Okay, "a few" is an understatement. The small kobold was struggling to carry all of her new loot. She could move, but rather slowly.

She had a big grin on her face as she opened the front door. All of this loot AND Gregg had garnered an audience.

About 10 people in total. 6 men and 4 women. Two of the men were guards, but that didn't stop them from laughing at Gregg's misfortune.

"Shame, I thought someone would've tipped you." Zox joked. "Well, I must be going." She laughed, walking towards the crowd.

Everyone in the crowd looked confused, but they were all enjoying the show too much to stop Zox or free Gregg.

Until a friendly Paladin showed up. His name was Fredrik. He was a large human with tan skin and bulky silver armor. And he regularly shopped here. "Gregg?!" He immediately put it together when he saw the kobold attempting to leave. Rather easily, he hefted Zox up and carried her towards Gregg. "Did she do this?" He asked, unaware that her tattered shirt was stretching in his grasp.

Gregg nodded as Fredrik used his free hand to drape a cloak over his naked friend.

"H-hey! Lemme go!" Zox pleaded, squirming in the large man's grasp. Her squirming not helping her shirt situation. Her chest growing more and more visible by the moment.

"No. You must return everything you stole. And then I'm turning you over to the guards." He spoke with a commanding voice. He was not one to be messed with.