They wake up in a cave

Willow stirred away, rubbing the side of her head as it radiated pain throughout her skull. She was lying on the ground, still bottomless from before. She took in her surroundings; she was in a cave lined with torches along the walls. She was trapped in a wooden cage, shabbily crafted but strong enough that Willow couldn’t break free.

“Joy?! Joy, do you hear me?!” Willow cried out, hoping she would hear the sound of her friend in the distance, but she never replied back.

Willow began to worry as she curled her knees against her chest, unsure of how to free herself and find joy.

“You know Joy? Who are you, Nymph?” Said a mysterious voice, several feet away from Willow’s cell.

“W-Who’s there?!” Willow exclaimed. She shuffled across her cage towards the sound of the voice.

To her surprise, she saw another elf, an older looking eleven man. He was dressed in nothing but his underwear and a shaggy shirt covered in dirt and blood.

“Who am I? Why I’m the one and only Oakstaff! You haven’t heard of me before?” He said, sounding offended by Willow’s apparent lack of knowledge.

“Wait, you’re the elf banker we were trying to find! So you’ve been here this entire time!” Willow replied.

“Unfortunately yes. I was making my way to town when I was suddenly struck in the head by a rock! Next thing I knew, a gang of Kobolds were beating me and tearing off my clothes!”

“So that explains the struggle we saw…” Willow said to herself. She knew something was watching her in the bushes, but she couldn’t have guessed Kobolds would be cunning enough to trap and kidnap them.

“Speaking of clothes… are you aware of your lack of pants?” Oakleaf asked, his eyes drifting down towards Willow’s green bush.

Willow followed his gaze to her own bottomless state and covered her pussy with both hands. “Yes… It’s a long story…” Willow said with a pink blush across her face.