Before Squiggles went on his grand adventures, he had a stop at a tavern.

Being the only patron for the evening, he filled the bartender in on the grand adventures he was going to have, and that his armor would be fitted for him tomorrow. She offered him drinks at a discount that evening, enjoying hearing the small bold go on about the heroic deeds he's going to accomplish.

As he became more intoxicated his chats became less "I can't wait to be on the road to glory!" and more gushing over the hostess's aged beauty, remarking on her lovely figure, and beautiful fur.

Playing in to his drunken rambling she joked with him, asking of his 'dagger' could take on such a large lady like herself. Misunderstanding, Squiggles corrected her stating that knights use short swords. "Sure honey, that's what plenty of boys your age claim!"

Feeling a little riled from his compliments and flirting, and having not had a warm body in her bed in years, she invited the little kobold up to her personal room.

Artwork by  magpiehyena