Restrain them, so you can talk in peace

Even without any ammunition there’s no use trying to talk to them, they’ll just run away or try to knife you instead. What you really need is to prevent them from doing either those things. You eye the underwear in your hand, and formulate a plan.

You pick up all three elves and relocate them to a single spot, placing them in a triangle all facing towards each other. Then you have them hold out their arms, and start tying each wrist to that of their neighbor, using two of the bras and one of the undies. Each elf’s left wrist is securely bound to the right wrist of the elf to their left, and vice versa. Then you have them all place one feet forward and use the final panty to tie three ankles together. This arrangement ought to give them enough difficulty for you to get through interrogating them. You also pinch all of their butts for good luck.

Time resumes, the arrows frozen in the air clatter into nearby bushes or trees, and the elves adjust to finding themselves in an incredibly peculiar team huddle, hands and feet bound with their own underwear. A chorus of confusion erupts: “What the- what in the name of the goddess?!” The elven woman start struggling, trying to pull loose from the improvised bondage before the elasticity snaps them back into place. They’re awkwardly shuffling their feet around as well, attempting to coordinate some kind of ungainly crabwalk with three legs stuck together.

You’re about to clear your throat to announce yourself, but a bit of a quarrel breaks out when the redhead notices the pretty silk undies you’d taken from the brunette with the wild pixie cut: “Wait, whose are these?”

The brunette stops flexing: “Uhm, mine,
what of it?”

“Oh, you liar! When we were mugging her you said that merchant-woman didn’t have any! I wanted silks like these!”

“And she didn’t have any after I’d finished robbing her - so technically not a lie!” the brunette scoffs.

The redhead scowls and tries to **** her hand up to pull at the brunette’s hair and a shoving match ensues, in which the third elf helplessly pushed and pulled around.