Hitch a ride with a familiar face

There remained a problem for the unexpected lovers, and that was how they were going to traverse the countryside and make it to the Brandt Keep without anything to their names but a wooden dildo, a filthy rag, and a pink slip of paper (the last of which Thurkla had chosen to place over her crotch for the tiniest shred of modesty). Morgala's home was easily hundreds of miles away, and without any money, they had no means of booking a carriage. However, there was one person they could potentially turn to.

"Do you really think she'll help us?" Thurkla asked nervously.

"I don't know, but we have to try. We can't afford a ride, and we'll never make it if we have to walk. She at least has a wagon."

Speaking of the devil, as Morgala mentioned the wagon that had brought them here, she spotted it out of the corner of her eye. It wasn't hard to spot; a dusty covered wagon stood out from the finer carriages used by the guild. One thing she didn't spot, however, was its driver. "Where is she?"

"Um, I think I found her." Thurkla pointed to a small patch of shrubbery with something sticking out of it, something that made both women do a double take. Facing the sun, pointing high into the air, was a pert pale naked ass, of course attached to a naked everything else.

The two equally-naked women looked at one another before slowly approaching the woman leaning over the bushes. As they got closer, they heard her grumbling something under her breath, "Come one, where are you? I'm not losing you, too, ya hear?"

"Um, excuse me?"

The dwarven woman shrieked and turned around, her face bright red. Her apron was still covering her front, confirming Morgala's suspicions that she had been naked the whole time. Her hands awkwardly moved around her apron, brushing off plant life and dirt from the one piece of clothing she had on, besides the boots. In fact, the bounty hunter wasn't wearing her obvious hat.

Before Morgala could ask about any of that, however, the dwarf's eyes narrowed and she said, "Oh it's you two." As she finished brushing her apron off, she looked at her victims with a hint of sympathy. "I saw what happened over there. It's messed up what that guild master did to you, but you didn't hear that from me."

Thurkla nodded. She had a feeling this woman knew what it meant to lose a lot, given her state of dress. "Listen, we need to get somewhere, and we were hoping you'd give us a ride."

"I ain't a taxi service, lady. I get that you're a bit out of luck, but I'm not in the best of finances myself, so I can't afford to be charitable right now."

"You won't have to be." Morgala interjected. "My boss is a wealthy noble; she'll pay you handsomely for bringing us home."

"Cool, does she also have a dragon? I'd love to see a dragon."

"She's being serious!" Thurkla defended her lover assertively. "We'll pay you when you get us there."

"Sorry, but I can't take that risk. You could be trying to pull a fast one on me, and I ain't about to be bamboozled out of anything else. Er, I mean... Whatever, I'm busy, so get along, now." She turned back around to the bush and started digging around inside of it, unintentionally mooning the two dejected women.

Morgala was about to step forward and make further demands, but Thurkla placed a gentle hand on her shoulder and shook her head. "It's no use. We'll just have to get there ourselves."

"But that could take weeks, maybe months! How will we survive that long with nothing?"

Thurkla just shrugged. "We'll just have to figure it out. But I know we'll make it; I can do anything when I'm with you."

"Thurkla..." Morgala looked into her lover's eyes.

"Oh, blech." The dwarf yelled, turning around disgusted. "Save the PDA, will you? I'm trying to look for something, here."

As she said that, Morgala felt something soft brush against her bare thigh. Turning around, she saw a familiar large hat blowing against the back of her leg. Looking back to the **** half-naked bounty hunter, the fully naked woman smiled deviously. "That something wouldn't be this would it?"

The dwarf looked back annoyed before her eyes widened in surprise. "Give me that!" She reached out for the hat but tripped over the bush and fell flat on her face, naked backside facing up.

"I think I could be persuaded to part with it, for a price."

The dwarf looked up angrily. "No way."

"Alright, then. Guess I'm keeping it." The elf placed the hat on her head, tilting it slightly. She looked rather ridiculous wearing only that, but she felt like a triumphant warrior inside. "I think it suits me actually. What do you think, dear?" Thurkla nodded, catching on to Morgala's plan.

As the naked girls started to walk away, the bounty hunter pulled herself up and yelled, "Wait!" Morgala turned around and smiled. "Where are you wanting to go, exactly?"

"Brandt Keep. The northern side of the mountains."

The dwarf bit her lip, considering her options. "Here's the deal. I'll take you to your boss in exchange for the hat. But when we get there, I'll be expecting more. I've heard of the Brandts, and I know how gullible they are, so I'll be expecting a big payday, ya hear?"

Morgala reached out her hand. "Deal."

The dwarf shook Morgala's hand and grabbed her hat out of the other. Adjusting it over her head, she stomped over to her wagon, her two naked passengers following behind.