Much as Jessica really wanted nothing to do with the ogre, she realized she couldn't fend off the entire pack of rabble.  So, she went into the cave.  She saw the chest.  "That's got the seal of the Empire on it," she remarked.  "How did you get that?"  She looked inside...sure enough, there were fine clothes.  "I'd hate to find out what happened to the owner," the redhead said with a grimace.  She found an evening gown--it was a size too small, but it would be functional.  She put it on.  "Thanks," she said.  She looked at the creature.  "So now what?  Are you going to take me to the Proconsul's Ball?"  She chuckled a mirthless laugh.  The last such social event in Cold Rock had been a good eleven years ago.