A Continuing Corncern

What was she to do? Lithea was no adventure seeker, no more than any other Lass. But something was very wrong. No word nor sighting had been found concerning Henepa and Gaisarix, the Bounders were at their wits end. She had watched Tolbold and Sarno grow more and more gloomy and withdrawn over recent weeks, very different from their usual selves. 

And then came the news through Aderic of all people. It seemed a young Lass by the name of Mabley (she knew her vaguely) had seen a bunch of around twenty two Men on horses, near the Foxden Heath, and they had two bound and gagged Hobbits with them!

Lithea knew it just had to be those missing from the Bent Elbow. 

So as the evening drew on, she kept a watch for Tolbold Tatersfield. He hadn't dropped in much since Henepa was taken, probably couldn't face it. But even so, she wanted to talk with him. 

And then someone in the crowded Tavern said Tolbold was outside, talking with someone.

Wasting no time, Lithea took off her serving apron, called to Hazil she would be outside for a few moments, and hurried through the door.

She caught her friend immediately. As the Lad he was speaking with bobbed his head and headed into the Tavern, Lithea took her chance.

"So what do yer think of the news?"

Tolbold scratched his head. She had hoped he would be more excited.

"Those Men, the Hobbit prisoners...surely that's our Henepa and Gaisarix they have?"

"I don't rightly know, Lithea. I hopes it is in some ways, and that it isn't in others. So many Men, just riding through Yondershire....it ain't right." 

No, it wasn't at all right!

"So you be a Bounder. What you going ter do about it, eh?"

" I need ter find 'em, Lithea. I really do. I just don't know where ter start."

(Followed by Screen shot Making a Plan )