Twila is sitting on the side of the road next to a bowl with a few copper coins in it. Her left leg is wrapped in a dirty bandage and she is shivering as it's starting to get cold. There is even the hint of snow in the air. If she can get a couple more coppers she'll be able to eat today. She looks up at user, unaware she's flashing her pussy at him.

"Alms for the poor, Good Sir?"