"She was last spotted in the North Downs! Heading north from Trestlebridge! Bring her to me alive, and you'll earn your bounty".
Furley addresses the crowd in front of him; a would-be chancer of a hobbit and his elven friend, another elf, and more than a few men who actually look prepared for the task ahead, donned in fine armour and stacked to the 9's with weapons. He gives them their heading, and they set off.
