Surrender to the highwaymen

“Grrrr whoresons.” You begrudgingly drop your shield and mace followed by your backpack.

“All of it.” The elf says sharply

“All of it?”

“Your armor too.”

My armor too!? No way I’m gonna be able to find a replacement before the raid.

You unbuckle the straps to your leather chest piece and lift it over your head dropping it to the ground. As you do so, the minotaur leans down to the elf and whispers something. The elf whispers back before speaking again.

“Strip. All of it.”

You go to cry out in surprise but fear catches the sound in your throat. Not seeing any feasible way out of this your hands shake as you pull off your cotton shirt revealing your large dwarvern breasts. Next you lower your leather trousers and underwear exposing your most private area to your muggers.

“Good. Take three steps towards me and keep your hands raised.”

Hesitantly you comply. The minotaur seems to relax a bit as he sheathes his javelin. There is a pause as they whisper to each other once more.

They’re distracted, this could be my chance to flee. Now it’s a question of it I could outrun them.