The foreigner's eyes traveled to the girl attempting to seduce the owner. Apparently, she won him over as they walked out together. Shortly after he stormed back in, enraged. Once more, the lavender-haired knight with questionable mental performance was enlisted for help. Ahmaht chuckled to himself and got to his feet. "No need to send someone wearing heavy armor after a thief," he chimed in, melodic accent interrupting the knight, or her party's, response. He took several long strides to the door, rolling his shoulders. "I will go...ah, what's the word...<span style="font-style: italic">reacquire</span>your amulet."<br/><br/>The muscular men briskly left the inn, taking a few moments to look around and orient himself.<span style="font-style: italic">Videlian Woodlands,</span>he thought, reminding himself of what direction that would be in. He studied a map of the region recently, and was confident that he could find the woman's trail. It wouldn't be the first time he'd had to track down another human...He could do it again. Crouching to the ground like an athlete, the man took a deep breath and seemed to explode from the ground, his legs pumping furiously as he was propelled at a surprising speed through the town. He deftly dodged by people and objects, reaching the outskirts fairly quickly. He continued on a short distance, his eyes on the ground.<br/><br/>Sliding to a stop, he allowed himself a moment to look at the surroundings. He knelt, running his fingers across the ground, examining the tracks. None of them were fresh enough for the girl to have left town yet. What was she up to? Ahmaht got to his feet and brushed himself off, then returned to the inn at a jog. She may still be in the town, but speed was of the essence.<br/><br/>He bursted through the door, his breathing only slightly elevated. "She hasn't left the town yet," he blurted out. "But I did not find her. I need a group to spread out and look for her. My guess is she is hiding near the outskirts. There aren't any fresh tracks leading out of the town." The foreigner's stern expression might have been set in stone. "Madam knight, your services may be needed after all," he added with a chuckle.