Jassa looked puzzled at Jessy’s questions. Still, the woman did her best to answer.<br/><br/><strong>“I’m going to assume you had a nasty blow to the head or something, otherwise who could forget the very basic facts of the land they live in."</strong><br/><br/><strong>“You have arrived at Brightwood Keep, demesne of Lady Alanna Brightwood. She holds the passes through the mountains against the many terrible monsters that dwell therein. If not for us, the kingdom would be overcome by hordes of goblins and ogres. Or worse.”</strong><br/><br/>Jassa grabbed Jessy’s arm and pulled her out of the way of an oncoming horse and rider.<br/><br/><strong>“Watch yourself, dear. Would be a shame to have that beautiful body damaged. Anyway, that should explain to you why we are hear and why we wear armor. As to calling our weapons dated? Well, that’s just fucked up, begging your pardon. Lady Alanna prides herself on keeping us armed with the latest in weapon technology. And I don’t know what a gun is, sorry.  And..men? You mean males? I’ve heard legend of them, they died out millennia ago. If they ever even existed that is. “</strong><br/><br/>Soon they reached a low, long structure. A pleasant smell emitted from the open door, and the sound of laughter and music could be heard from within.<br/><br/><strong>“This is the Inn, I’ll speak with the innkeeper, Emma Rosebottom. She’ll feed you and clothe you tonight, but in the morning you’ll be on your own to earn your keep, or you’ll have to leave the town.”</strong><br/><br/>Jassa led Jessy inside. Several women were gathered around a fireplace, eating and drinking. Their attention was drawn to the nude stranger, and Jessy could feel their eyes upon every inch of her body. Jassa spoke with an attractive, plump woman, who could only have been Emma Rosebottom. Emma smiled and took Jessy by the arm. She gathered her up against her ample breasts as she squeezed her affectionately.<br/><br/><strong>“Welcome to the Inn, of course I’ll take care of you tonight.”</strong><br/>