Rizan had made his way to the Pony though for some reason, something told him to go to the back of the inn. He had done so and in result, he had found Bambidal.
"Are you alright?" asked Bambidal.
"You they' stop tha' elf!" came a voice behind him.
"I didn't...," said Bambidal, looking at Rizan. "I didn't I swear... I couldn't have..." She looked at the group behind him. "Raven...was stabbed."
She looked at the knife in her hand.
"I was 'bout t' say...," came another voice.
Rizan looked at the knife before sighing. He turned around to face the group.
"On what account is she wanted?" asked Rizan.
"Stabbin' a fella what said it was her," answered the older, less-haired gentleman.
"She would not harm him under any circumstances," said Rizan.
Bambidal dropped the knife, her hand shaking as was she. The red-hooded man beside the other gentleman glanced at Bambidal and Rizan.
"Tha's fer the Watch ta figger out but he says it 'as her," said Conrob.
"Can't prove that and it'll be a year before the Watch does anything," said a smaller voice behind Bambidal and Rizan.
Rizan stepped back, taking Bambidal's hand gently into his.
"Then we shall go there together," said Rizan.
"Well, th' Watch ain't 'ere o' even gonan show," said the hooded man, glancing at the other gentleman.
Brywulf walked over and looked to the two men, then to the Elf and Rizan. Bambidal looked at the group before swallowing and shaking her head, running off.
"I already stabbed the hobbit," said Bambidal. "They will have no mercy!"
Not wanting to leave her alone, Rizan ran to follow her. However, she had more of a head start to where he could not find her right away. He stopped to where he was in the area of the Boar Fountain. Though, he was followed by the group that was at the Pony.
"I'll check the alleys," said the hobbit, running off to the direction.
"I've got th' roofs," said the hooded man, going to check the roofs of Bree.
"Any sign o' her?" asked the older gentleman.
"She would not do this sort of thing...," said Rizan.
"I'll go toward Combe," said Brywulf.
Rizan pursed his lips before following quickly after Brywulf, having a feeling that he would have a better chance of finding her with him. They stopped as soon as they reached at the gate towards Combe and Staddle.
"Bambidal...," said Rizan.
"Any idea where she feels safe?" asked Brywulf, looking at Rizan.
"She was safe at home...," answered Rizan. "She would not attack him. There are...things that would not have her attack him."
Things like he is the Raven, our leader...
"Then she needs to share these things," said Brywulf, looking at him. "If she is innocent, then she will be fine."
"Aye...," said Rizan, nodding as he sighed.
"Looking for an Elf woman," said Brywulf, looking towards someone else. "Dark hair and clothes, easily startled."
Rizan watched as a grey-clad, hooded man shrug as he joined the others, sipping from the whiskey he simply had taken from the Pony.
"I'm not killing an Elf, just saying," said the man.
"Perhaps check towards Staddle...?" asked Rizan, sighing softly as he rubbed his eyes.
"No killing," said Brywulf, nodding at the grey-clad man. "Just need to get her."
"Thank you," said Rizan. "She is somenoe very dear to me."
"She is easily startled," said the grey-clad man, raising a brow. "There is no point trying to find her. Besides... She's an Elf. She'll always be better at hiding than we are at finding."
"Aye...," agreed Rizan.
"Well, then we better split up and search hard," said Brywulf, turning to the grey-clad man.
Rizan looked down, a worried expression on his face.
"If you so wish to," mumbled the grey-clad man, sighing.
He finished his whiskey and chucked the tankard towards the stall. The three men heard the bushes rustle. Brywulf walked to the food stands. The grey-clad man raised an eyebrow. He followed Brywulf as quietly as he could. Rizan tensed before moving to follow.
"Come out," said Brywulf, looking over while hearing the bushes. "We won't hurt you..."
There was silence before Bambidal walked out with a scared expression.
"Bambidal...," muttered Rizan.
