The trio looked momentarily startled by the appearance of the elf.  The man turned his mount quickly to face her, while the woman pushed their horse behind slightly so that they were shielded by their companion.  

He looked her up and down for a moment, "Nay, lass, the good folks at Dawsbury patched us up a bit and gave us a hearty meal.  All we need is a bit of rest.  'Sides, you look in worse shape than us."

As he spoke, Calvin slowly stood and came to stand beside the elf, leaving his bow in hand, but no arrow nocked.

After eyeing up the young man, the rider continued, "As for Laethros, tis a good thing you haven't heard his name. We met 'im in Dawsbury a few weeks back.  If you meet the traitorous lout, don't trust 'im if he tries to hire you on to go lookin' for some old tome or such.  Try ta stab ya in the back!"

Still hidden, Straw pulled his hat down a little, suddenly quite glad that he had changed clothes and name both since the last time he had seen this trio...

"Safe travels, friends!" the man said, turning his mount to continue heading toward town.