Asking around, a number of people seem to recognize her, but don't seem very certain.  One older woman, quietly working on knitting and possibly senile since she doesn't seem particularly worried about the attack, does speak up.  "Oh, monks?  I think I saw one of them checking around.  Leosin Erlanthar, I think his name was.  Handsome fellow, too."<br/><br/>Sarai, however, finally manages to speak to the governor.  "Sir, is that..."<br/><br/>The governor stops impatiently.<br/><br/>"Sir, isn't that Leena Underhill?" she belted out.  "She matches the description."<br/><br/>"What?"  Nighthill almost laughed.  "Sarai, if Leena Underhill was in the city right now, she'd be tearing down the houses trying to get at the gold with the other raiders.  Leave the poor halfling alone."