Head off and listen to the local gossip (new encounter)

You leave the knight, standing naked in the market square tied up by her ankles and wrists. She struggles in abject humiliation, trying to free her limbs to cover herself, but doesn't have much luck getting loose. You wave a final salute, stuff her clothes in a nearby sack, and leave her behind, the last sight of her being her bouncing tits, and the squeels of humiliation ringing in your ears.

You head to the local tavern and order an ale. You sit at a table in the center and listen. The tavern was always a good place to hear about local events, who had money, new treasures, and other juicy tidbits.

A couple of soldiers from Baron Ivagor's castle came in. They ordered drinks and food and sat down. "One more day 'til that..." the guard looked around then lowered his voice, "bitch daughter o' his turns nineteen."

"Yeah, and we get stuck escortin' all those 'fine young lasses' to the party while they look down their noses at us," said the other.

"Each wearing clothing and jewelry worth more than a lifetime's wages for the likes of us."

"And it's not like lady Flavia is even their friend. She'd make them chambermaids in a flash if any of them lost their wealth."

The two gruffly drank their ales, but you think. It sounds appealing, but you're not sure if it's worth the hassle.