The next morning

Jenny and Hilda stood at the edge of town as the midday sun hung over head.

Jenny was smiling and excited. She had gotten a great night's sleep, and was decked-out in the nicest and finest equipment Hilda's money could buy.

Hilda was looking... well... hung-over. She hadn't questioned why she had woken up naked on the floor of the room (you get used to that sort of thing after years of adventuring, or maybe she was just too embarrassed to ask), or what had happened to her money. Her armor was looking a little rough and disheveled. It was an intricate and time-consuming process to put it on right, and she just hadn't had the energy to do it properly. Plus, she was a bit shy about asking Jenny for help with it.

"Ok," Jenny said as she looked at the treasure map she had sunk her own last coin on. "According to this map, it should just be half a days travel to Bareback Mountain. Once we get there, it shouldn't take us more than a couple hours to climb it and find the entrance to the dungeon."

Hilda just rubbed her eyes, and groaned grumpily.

"Please, let's just get going..." she whimpered.

"Fine," Jenny pouted. "Although maybe you'd rather sit this one out? I mean you aren't exactly in the greatest of shape for this kind of thing..."

"I'm going," Hilda angrily insisted.

"Ok, but maybe you want to pull your pants up a little. We can all see that whale tail sticking out," Jenny teased.

"W-What!?" Hilda squealed as her face turned crimson and she started spinning in a panicked attempt to see.

"I'm just kidding," Jenny laughed as Hilda fumed. "Let's go."

"This is going to be a long day," Hilda grumbled as they set off, unaware her pants had in fact slid down her hips a little and she was in fact giving passers-by a lovely look at her undies.