The elves from before start marching into town right as you aproach the gate. Suprised too see you trying to make your way out of town, the three elf brothers, stand at the gate. Trying to block your escape. The eldest, the warrior, was standing in the front. His blunt club ready to strike. The Ranger, the youngest brother, had his blunt arrows ready and standing next to the cage, while the Spellcaster, the middle brother, stood behind.<br/><br/><strong>"We found you while scrying"</strong>The warrior elf said<strong>. "And we would have gone earlier, but. Well. Amilia's breast over there were huge and we couldn't help ourselves"</strong>he said, gesturing at the large breasted elf women in the cart. They were standing in between you and the gate. It was pretty late at night. And you were sure the people from the bar were about to go send a search party.