Jessica
*A pang of annoyance shot through Artoria, but she attempted to stay patient despite it.*

"You know who wrote it," *She began.* "So you're going to tell me who it was. Or, you can tell the locals. Of course, I can imagine that they'd do more to you than just 'ask' who the author was."
John
"I'm sure the local would love to see me hanged. So either way I think I'm better of not answering your questions. Murderer" *He said as he fell silent again*
Jessica
*The fringe of her mouth twitched. It both confused and annoyed her to how defiant he was being, but in the end, it wasn't really her issue. Her curiosity would remain unsated, but with how the leader was acting, it was pointless to try and pry any further.*

"Fine. Suit yourself, then."
Lewis
*Terrel would eventually return back, having found nothing of interest from the tents. Looking between Artoria and the now awakened and tied up leader, he would ask:*"Got what you wanted out of him?"
Jessica
"Nothing at all." *She swirled the tip of her sword dangerously close to his face, as a half-assed attempt at intimidation, before eventually sheathing it.* "Is there anything you want to ask him? Before he gets eaten alive by the authorities, anyway."
Lewis
"I couldn't care less about any monologues from him. Just another bandit to put away."*The Elf would say before suddenly grabbing the man and pulling at him to drag him off.*"We've spent enough time here... Let's just head back..."
Jessica
*She nodded, gesturing for Terrel to lead the way. Though, just before they departed, she picked up the note and pocketed it again.*

"I'm with you."
John
*The group would head back to the Garrison where the reward was promised. As they would enter the building the commander dismissed the guards and others in his office seeming to want to talk to these two alone* "I see you were successful. And I'm glad to see you caught the leader" *He would look at the man these two had brought in and sigh deeply* "Luckily alive... Though bruised, I guess that's what you deserved Jack."

*The bandit revealed to be Jack would scoff at the commander* "So what if I am. I doubt you would have cared whether I was dead or not"

*The commander would respond swiftly to the comment* "My job would sure have been easier and me wallet a little more heavier, yes."
Lewis
*Terrel would drop the bandit on the ground as the two seemed to converse to one another, his attention more on the commander while the Elf would stand idly.*"We've done the job you asked of us. The bandit camp is practically in ruins now, all bandits in sight slaughtered, and the leader brought back alive. We're just here for our pay."*The Elf would say in his naturally low tone of voice, not caring much for the banter between the two after how long they took out there in the camp.*