Go find Evellyn

You gallop through the trees, going due west, to where Evellyn went looking. You make haste, doing your best to dodge tree branches and to not get knocked out of your saddle, until you figure you've gotten far enough west.

You do not want to tip off the elves with the sound of horses' hooves racing towards them, so you hop off and find a suitable tree to tie the horse to. Once that's done, you go into superspeed and begin the arduous process of rushing across the forest to look for Evellyn and the elves. This is precisely what you didn't want to be **** to do. It's exhausting.

Thankfully, mercifully, you stumble on your quarry soon enough. As you approach the treeline of a large clearing, you can see parts of figures through the trees, crouched together. You dart closer, hiding behind some bushes on the edge of the open space.

Trails of sunlight filter through the thin canopy above the clearing, a patch of grass that gently tapers down into a sunken center. The elves are huddled in a group, talking amongst themselves over a stack of objects.

You glance off to the side, just behind them, where you see the rather familiar sight of a naked Evellyn. She's....