Go underwear shopping.

"So now we gotta find a good place to shop," you say as you glance around, though there's no shop in the immediate area that meets your needs. None of you really know your way around completely, and for any who have been here, it's been awhile, and they didn't visit every location in the city.

"Underwear vendor, underwear vendor," Niki repeats. "Gotta find someone who sells underwear before a sudden breeze lifts up Eva's skirt and reveals to everybody--"

"You're doing that on purpose!" the bunny thumps. "And Amara is in the same boat, you know."

"Yeah but she doesn't wear such a short dress."

"Are you about to school me on skimpy clothes? You basically wear a metal bikini."

"Well that's a bit of an exaggeration."

A little embarrassed by the argument, Snow looks between them with pink growing in her cheeks. "I think all we need to do is find a tailor. I'm sure anyone who sells clothes can supply any undergarment."

While you converse in the middle of the road just a short walk from Journey's End Inn, the sound of clopping nears. A dark brown horse stops short of your group. Then the woman riding hops down from the stirrups. She looks far shorter without the height of her mount, even moreso than Eva, and she wears an oversized baby blue bow behind her braided auburn hair, which certainly doesn't make her look any larger.

She looks between the party while gripping a pale wood staff in her hand, and taps her fingers on a book pouch hanging from her belt. "I couldn't help but overhear your very loud conversation, and then I noticed who you were," she says.

"Our reputation spreads quickly," you reply.

"Well, I have seen you before. You just didn't see me. I'm a member of the Black Hawk Riders." She then points a finger towards Eva. "You were the girl who really had to pee--"

"Stop!" Eva pleads with hands together in prayer. "Please stop."

"As a helper of the people, regardless of who you were, I thought I'd come over to be your guide," says the rider. "Undies, right? Ooh, how fun. I'd keep going down this road, turn right, and then right as you make a left turn, you'll see a store called Delicate Touch. Roses in the window, nice fresh pink paint job. You won't miss it."

"Hey, thanks. That helps a lot. Now we won't have to wander around all day," you respond.

"No problem!" She salutes. Then with a click of her heels, her boots spark with magic. She leaps much higher than expected, and lands right back on top of her horse. She grips the reins and continues on her way.

After the girl disappears around the next corner, Eva fidgets around impatiently. She tugs on the thin fabric of her dress--a short skirt, just barely long enough to cover up what hides beneath. Every breeze is a reminder, and to make matters worse, everybody keeps mentioning it out loud. "C-Can we start going that way now?" she asks.

Amara chuckles nervously. "Yes. I feel quite exposed as well, I admit. And I am curious what they have."

Niki lays a hand on your shoulder. "And it's so nice of Kyle to pay for it too, huh?"

You cross your arms. "Oh am I now?"

"Well, yeah," says Eva. Her demeanour changes quickly. "Don't you want to spoil your favourite girls?"

"Hm. Fine." You pause. "But on one condition."

"What's that?"

"You better show me before we buy. I need to see what I'm paying for after all."

Eva's face reddens further. "... Naturally. I was already gonna do that," she mumbles.