Use her own leather belt on her

You pick up the leather belt Evellyn once had attach to her pants. It is very thick, given it was designed to help uphold armor. You fold onto itself and then grab each end to make a very loud *SNAP*. Evellyn’s screams stop for a moment and are replaced by a silent stare of shock as she looks back to see the large black strap now ready to come down on her bottom.

“Don’t you dare, you low-life scum”

The belt rises above your head, and with a swift crack comes down upon her barely covered bottom.

“This will teach you to go around threatening honest working thieves like myself with bodily harm!”

You repeat this action again, over and over, increasing speed and intensity each time. The screams return, only to soon be replaced by yelps and sob of tears.

“No more challenging innocent people to duel in the middle of he town square! Do you understand me, young lady?“

“But you're not innocent!”

THWACK

“Aggh!!”

“DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?”

“Ye...Yes Sir”

Her cheeks are now as red as a ruby, and as tender as a a rump roast from the local butcher. Any desire she had to harm you is subsided, for now.